We went to Trebarwith Strand last sunday, a small seas-side hamlet, not far from where we live. We thought we got the tide-times right, but by the time we got there, it already had turned in and only had a few parts of the beach left.
Even little T seemed unsure about it.
Even though it was blustery and cold, we weren’t the only ones there. There were actually quite a few people there with their dogs too.
My husband was bent on finding a bit of sand so Doc could have a little run. So he decided to walk around a big rock, just when we were about to follow, a wave came in and little T’s jeans got soaking wet and water also came into her wellies.
So we decided to head back to the car instead. Once inside, I took off her trousers and peeled off her wet socks. Since we weren’t planning to stay long, I didn’t bother to bring change of clothing for Little T. So instead I wrapped my scarf around her little legs, and put my gloves in her cold feet to keep her nice and warm, which actually made her giggle at the sight of her feet in my gloves!
When Doc had a bit of a run, we decided that it was actually best to head home and maybe come back another day.
Do you have anything lovely planned over the weekend?