Nothing like a good swim in the tide for washing the dog’s knickers! And when she climbs out she gives a good shake, usually near enough to give me a splattering of muddy water too. This is when I took this freaky picture. If you click on it and enlarge it you’ll see what I mean.
I’d walked out on the marshes on an afternoon so beautiful I felt like throwing myself in the creeks along with her. But since I can use the washing machine for my knickers I decided against it. It was fantastic out there; endless empty space , no traffic, no noise, no disturbances except the rush of the water and the wing noise of thousands of migrating wading birds sweeping overhead. Huge helpings of distance to rest screen tired eyes on.
A tonic better than any pills.