Bare feet on warm sand. This is rare. In April. In Scotland.
It’s like being in a fairy-tale, everything shiny and magical and new.
The sea is cold as ever, we beat a quick retreat.
Water reflects dunes and makes art in the sand.
We bask in the absence of wind. No need to brace against it or hurry inside.
Relaxed, we walk on.
This makes me wish I was back in Scotland!
How lovely… makes me homesick too!
Your photo essay makes want to be there. I loved visiting the incredible beaches in Scotland and on the Isles.
I wish you all many future walks on sunny Scottish beaches!
Oh, I could lose myself in these images all day… I want to be there. Gorgeous!
Beautiful photos!
Thank you 🙂