While we live by the sea, we’re not lucky enough to have a beach in our little village, except when it is low-tide, and a very small patch of sand appears suddenly like magic. While of course you can hardly call it a beach, but it’s big enough for little T, the dogs and her friends to have a play on. And this is exactly what we did last Saturday …
Little T with one of her best-friends W and of course, her over-excitable bundle of fur – Doc.
Even though it was a gloomy and cold day and the sun was nowhere to be found, the kids and the dogs managed to have a lovely time.
Doc chasing his best-friend, Wilbur.
Wilbur in action.
And here he is, waiting for T to throw a stick at him.
We decided to walk along the coast on our way back home. As for the kids, they decided that it was way more fun climbing up the hill. We let them be. After all, this is what childhood memories are made of.
What lovely plans do you have this weekend?