The sleet shower has passed and we wrap up warm for a walk towards the shore. A few people are already there, surveying the damage. Some rocks from the seawall have been washed away, there are creels resting in strange places.
Seafoam floats in rockpools and hides the tidal sands. The dogs are sure-footed, leading the way. It is as if they remember the shape of every dip and outcrop.
a curl of wood smoke
through the salt air
© Xenia Tran
Our thoughts are with everyone affected by Storm Arwen and we hope you are all safe and well.
Wishing you a blessed Monday and a peaceful week ahead,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
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