Treasure

I deplore seeing the broken bottles left on the beach after the visiting and possible local teenagers have been drinking but I love collecting all the sea washed and rounded glass from amongst the pebbles! I wonder how long it takes for the sea rolling that glass over sand and rocks to smooth it's sharp surfaces?
In the shelter of a little cove the January sun felt warm and I enjoyed my picnic lunch while a Robin in the tree above sang to me and I began reading my new book 'The Seven Daughters of Eve' by Brian Sykes, bliss even if it is only for an hour!