In the Cleft of the Rock

I love meandering on a rocky sea shore because you never knoe what you will find. Nothing spectacular today but so many small things to examine and to blip. When the sea blows up a storm, thousands of tiny pebbles get thrown up onto the rocks and often end up in the most interesting configurations and in the most unusual places. These pebbles have been arranged as if by a master artist, which I suppose isn't far from the truth.

Tomorrow I travel to Belfast and back to see my first grandson who is now seven months old. I haven't seen him yet and boy am I looking forward to it even though it will mean a long day behind the wheel. I don't expect there will be much time for commenting tomorrow but I know you will all understand... this is a big event!!