When you live by the sea, you always have somewhere to go. Occasionally I remember to take the camera with me.
This summer it's mostly been in the rain. It's still lovely, and the noise of the waves is one of the most evocative sounds you will ever hear. The vegetation is thriving, threatening to take over the path at some points.
The sky and the sea are mostly the same colour on a dull day. And the rocks are black. Very sombre. Or dramatic.
You have to be careful on this bit, if the wind is blowing. There's nothing between you and a drop onto the beach. Except a few of those rocks. Scary.