Another weekend. Another one spent by the coast. For us it seems rather extravagant to be going twice in one month. But this time we shared a place with my parents. A modest 60's holiday house near the beach. With original kitchen, retro canisters, mismatched china and handmade pottery. I know most of you will understand when I say that half the fun was using this kitchen. I didn't even mind washing up.
I grew up in a smallish coastal town. So being by the coast has a certain comforting familiarity to it. The salty air, the slower pace and the rich green and blue colours of the coast. As we drove home I remarked to Daniel that it felt like we came from colour and into sepia tone. For everything is a frost affected brown here right now. But beautiful all the same.
Hope you all had a pleasant and restful weekend.