Thursday 15 March 2012

By the sea

The soft foam rolled back and crashed into the rough, jagged edges of rocks which surrounded the white dust on the beach. The trail of blue which followed after, bathed the rock in a sticky, green cobweb of seaweed and grass. Tanned feet sunk into the quicksand of white, brightly coloured spades dug in and shouts of laughter echoed; merging with the crashing waves.

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