Waiting for the wind and the tide ...

Dinghies at Porlock Weir. (I love those chains trailing in the mud and the boat's sterns remind me strangely of my chickens' fluffy backsides!)

Lunch at the Anchor for my 60th birthday treat. (Got there, at last, 59 and a bit more and wears purple 60th year!)

Sunshine galore. Happy dogs. Bliss!

Yay! 365 days of blipping and enjoying my fellow blip friends' company.