Its Thursday, not the most joyful of days, I have work to do and things to rush around for. . . I want to relax.
However I thought to the weekend, a drive out to blackpool beach, it was a ghost town. In the winter in the dark blackpool beach is one of the more deserted pieces of English coastline. Bleak dark and windswept, the spray washing in from the water. . . whole roads upturned by various road improvements. Endless empty run down bed and breakfasts all along the front. Despite this it was something completely different and something so completely fun.
Unfortunately due to a phone without a flash I have no pictures. . .but i have some other little joys to share.
A Starfish on Bawdsey Beach when the tide had washed right out.
Some sweets i found at the range. . some of them are sad, but the happy ones make up for that!
A painting of a frog I did for a friend. . . green is my favourite colour.