Summer. Wide beautiful (weirdly-coloured-sand) beaches, hidden strips of moorland, the Best Stream Ever, and… time.
Time to play, to laugh, to be silly, to eat, to snooze, to splash. Time to Be.
And, most precious, most joyous joy of allĀ – time for our prickly, awkward, angry middle man to fall in love with his Daddy again.
Windmill Tales
March 11, 2011 — 6:33 pm
Lovely pictures, family holidays just muddling around are the best aren”t they!
Emma @ Mummy Musings
March 11, 2011 — 9:35 pm
It looks like it was a fantastic holiday!
Big ouch to the knee though