We walk down the hill from the house and wend our way through dunes out to the sea. The beach is endless.
Miles to walk.
Dogs sleeping deeply.
Fresh brewed coffee.
Plans to do this workbook and gather up driftwood, vines, and scraps of fabric to make these. (I brought feathers with me, but we’ve also found more feathers on our walks– as well as shells, pinecones and what not.