Poppy

By Poppy

Shells

Down at the foot of the cliffs it was like a different season!  The gloves and hat came off and I enjoyed the sunshine as I hunted for shells. 

Lottie ran up and down the rabbits' little cliff paths, snuffling about, and eventually came and kept me company. It could have been summer, until we climbed back up to the top again!

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