The sea was like a mill pond today and the only evidence of movement was the tide slowly creeping in.
Sea mist settled on the horizon, as far as the eye could see and boats moved across the ocean in the distance, almost ghost like, as they silently glided by.
Sunlight glimmered off the water sparkling as if precious jewels lay just beneath the surface.
Tales of long lost pirates treasure spun to the eager ears of my smallest one.
We lost ourselves this morning building castles in the sand.
Collecting sea shells and making funny faces with pebbles until our tummies started to growl.
If I'm ever questioned why I love the Autumn so when the naysayers say Summer is the best.
Well how can September be so predictable with it's warmth and sun and glowing days when in August we shivered and dodged showers and wellies were the preferred choice of footwear.
Nope - I say give me the September sun, any day of the week.