Not fireworks

Rosie and I have been making the most of evening low tides and the last bit of light after dinner this week. I think our days are numbered though. Two walks today anticipating wonderfully crappy weather tomorrow when I’m just not going to leave the house. Unless I change my mind. I was very happy to see this beautiful sunset, it meant I could just enjoy the fireworks at Will’s school instead of trying to cobble together a bad photo of them. Will has turned into a cocky Year 6 boy with swagger when he is at school - actually a joy to see.

I also managed to squeeze in an earlier yoga class which was just fab.