The seaside, again

We woke up to a gloriously bright, crisp, late February morning. After months of dull, wet, gloomy weather, this looked like an ideal day for a trip to the seaside — our first this year. We shoved the dog into his travel cage in the car and, an hour or so later, we were at one of our favourite places for a day out: Southport.

The wind was bitterly cold, but that just meant that the light had that wonderful crisp, blue quality of a winter’s day. It reminds me in some ways of that hard, Mediterranean light that produces such vivid colours.

Here are a few random noticings from the visit…