short walk and little things

And breath that's all breath and walk along a lovely section of coastline path somewhere in deepest Norfolk.

A lovely afternoon the sun beaming down the sea breaking on the shingle beach, a short walk along the slowly rising sandstone cliff. Skylarks rising to either side singing away, a small flock of Linnet twittering and moving around on the rough shortish grass feeding on seeds and around my head Sand Martins hawking for flies and then returning to there nests in tunnels in the cliffs, absolutely lovely all topped of by small clumps of Thrift in flower, small clumps of bright pink colour.