A morning...

...down at Murlough and what grand walking that wee lad did. We walked right along to were the estuary goes into Dundrum bay...and back. The only time he went up in the Rooster’s shoulders was at a couple of puddly bits that the tide had left.

And on the way along the boardwalk from and to the car park he and the Fangler were up in the grasses hirpling across the heather and gorse.

I love Murlough beach. Grateful for some bright breezy walking on it this morning.