There’s nothing I like better than to crest the brow of a hill and see it sparkling in the distance. It’s like a magnet from then on and my gaze keeps returning to it, imagining myself on that shore. I’ve lived within sight of the sea for most of my life, and cannot imagine a time where I couldn’t stroll on a beach at will. It’s lucky for me that there are endless stretches of cliff top walking in my rugged corner of north eastern England.
These photos were taken this morning on the stretch of coast just south of Seaham. You may remember, I posted recently about the town and its regeneration in No time like the present.
This is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge. The sea is a subject that never fails to engage me. I’m off now to check out the other entries. Come with me?