What a lovely tribute to sisterhood, thank you. I recently took myself off to Brighton. It wasn’t a particularly nice day but I needed to see the sea. I honestly felt it calling me and am fortunate enough to live within relatively easy reach of the South coast.
I had the luxury of reading a book on the train journey (love my Kindle), then made my way to the stony beach on arrival. The wind was pretty bracing, the sky grey, the beach fairly empty, and I just stood there for a bit, eyes closed and breathing. The whole journey was about those 5 minutes and it was totally worth it. There’s no air like salty, sea air. I remember how it would rejuvenate my dad every time we visited Swanage. It doesn’t just wash over you, it goes through you, brushing the cobwebs away as it goes. The vista was slightly bleak and totally gorgeous. Even the seagulls looked serene and majestic (I don’t like birds much, too flappy).
I managed to meet an old friend for lunch at the wonderful vegetarian restaurant ‘Food for Friends’ while there; no better way to while away a couple of hours. Then a meander around the Lanes, and back to my book for the homeward journey. It was just what my soul needed, the perfect natural remedy. And the air, at least, is free!
PS. I also loved the Detox Barn. Wonderful place, and a beautiful dog!
Oh that sounds perfect - the train, the reading time, the sea, the breathing...everything. Blustery beach days really do something magical for the soul 💕
What a lovely tribute to sisterhood, thank you. I recently took myself off to Brighton. It wasn’t a particularly nice day but I needed to see the sea. I honestly felt it calling me and am fortunate enough to live within relatively easy reach of the South coast.
I had the luxury of reading a book on the train journey (love my Kindle), then made my way to the stony beach on arrival. The wind was pretty bracing, the sky grey, the beach fairly empty, and I just stood there for a bit, eyes closed and breathing. The whole journey was about those 5 minutes and it was totally worth it. There’s no air like salty, sea air. I remember how it would rejuvenate my dad every time we visited Swanage. It doesn’t just wash over you, it goes through you, brushing the cobwebs away as it goes. The vista was slightly bleak and totally gorgeous. Even the seagulls looked serene and majestic (I don’t like birds much, too flappy).
I managed to meet an old friend for lunch at the wonderful vegetarian restaurant ‘Food for Friends’ while there; no better way to while away a couple of hours. Then a meander around the Lanes, and back to my book for the homeward journey. It was just what my soul needed, the perfect natural remedy. And the air, at least, is free!
PS. I also loved the Detox Barn. Wonderful place, and a beautiful dog!
Oh that sounds perfect - the train, the reading time, the sea, the breathing...everything. Blustery beach days really do something magical for the soul 💕
That word connection has been coming up this week with Amber. Love hearing your journey in such hilariously great descriptions!
Thanks so much!! And yes - it's all about connection 😍
It is indeed 💗 And I enjoyed connecting with you through your writing ✍️
❤️💕