When the dawn paints the sky
In tones of strawberry and lilac,
There is nothing more relaxing
Than enjoying some quiet time
Down at the beach.
The shower may be cold
But the view is delightful.
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The kids spent most of their time
In Ericeira, Portugal, surfing.
Some days, the waves
Were big and foamy and fun.
Some days, the lessons took place
Just as the sun was setting
And it looked as if the surfers
Were gliding on gilded waves.
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On Thursday, I’m flying off to Portugal again with the kids —
Time to enjoy Lisbon and then
Off to the beach for
Surfing and sunsets.
These photos are from the Atlantic Coast, Portugal, taken last year.
(See you all again in about ten days.)
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There’s nothing better
Than strolling along the beach
And drinking in the heady beauty
Of a fierce orange sunset,
While the pink balloon of the disappearing sun
Turns waves into silk.
All photos taken while on holiday in Baleal, Portugal, this summer.
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It’s amazing how much a sky – and a beach –
Can change in the space of a day or two:
From cloudy drama
To the joyfulness
Of dogs frolicking
In a glorious sunset.
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The beach at Baleal, Portugal, is covered in dunes
That are environmentally protected.
One evening, I went out at sunset
To see the dunes rising against the sky
Like the humps of camels
While the sun burst forth
In wonderful windows of light.
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Just back from a fabulous week
In Baleal Surf Camp, Portugal
Where the water was cold,
The kids stood up on their surfboards
The very first day,
The skies over the sand dunes
Were so wide and embracing
And the scenery wild
When the rain came rushing in.
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My ‘baby sis’ and I ended up on Brighton Pier one evening
While I was in England.
After a wonderful time with the kids at the amusement park,
We caught a spectacular sunset over the old West Pier.
As we headed back to the car with the lights twinkling,
My daughter burst out, “I wish we could make photos with our eyes.”
Her Aunty Kata (my sister) had a brilliant reply:
“We can. They are called memories.”
(I’m away at a summer cottage here in Sweden until the weekend, so may not be able to visit you. But I do APPRECIATE all your comments!)
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When I was in England this summer, we went to Brighton beach.
The seagulls there was as big as houses and as brave as lions.
These birds remind me that gulls just want to have fun.
Some of the birds flew so close you could feel their claws on your head.
In the words of Beyoncé, if you like it, you’d better put a ring on it.
The young gulls had lovely markings that made it easy for them to camouflage themselves among the pebbles of the beach.
This one appeared to be showing off by shaking his tail feathers.
And remember – for more bad puns, all you have to do is go to goo-gull!
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A day out at the beach
Can fill you with joy
And teach you that you need to make time for rest —
And space for play and imagination.
Even when stripped down to the bare bones,
We still have a rusty beauty.
At the end of the day,
It is enough simply to be,
And to be who we are.
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