I often get homesick for the sea. I have never lived on the coast, but still. Something about the salt air and the breezes and the miles and miles of horizon.
Jenna got a try of Ashleigh's spinning wheel, though I didn't because every time the children saw it after this they wanted to stand on the peddle!
The beaches called to us.
In Ashleigh's tiny flat the children were kept reasonably occupied with making art (to stop them stomping around on the ceiling of the people living below)!
And they slept cuddled up in a little nest in the corner! :)
This beach was more touristy, but the children adored the flat expanse of sea for swimming in and the soft powdery sand for playing with. (My camera didn't like the sand so much, and has been on the blink ever since so I have fewer pictures!)
I waded right in til my dress was bundled up round my waist, and wished I'd had any spare clothes with me to actually swim! It was cold, but magical and so so beautiful.
The National Trust provided yet more beautiful places to visit.
And on our last day we did some fossil hunting and I found two tiny incomplete fossils. :) On the way home we met with some Green Parent friends.
Our entire week was truly perfect. Oh so perfect. I feel refreshed and inspired.