
Hartlepool sea defences, softened by the setting sun
All of my life I’ve been a diarist and a chronicler. There’s nothing I like better than to tell a bit of a story. And these days, to illustrate it with a photo or three. How, and when, did it happen that my camera became an extension of my arm? I don’t really know, but I do know that I love putting captions onto the images of my life.
So maybe it’s no surprise that, in blogging, I feel as if I’ve come home. I’ve found an audience with whom I can share a smile (and the odd reflection). I try to keep it light. The world has enough sorrows. But I’m happy to listen, to encourage, and to give and receive lots of hugs. This walk around Hartlepool marina, as the sun sets, is my way of saying thank you, to all of you, for a wonderful year in your company.

I like the shape of our breakwater

Its arms stretch out to the sea in a big hug!

The boatyard looks great, backlit by the sinking sun

And the Headland is just out of reach, in the distance.

The light gently gilds St. Hilda’s church.

The boats are peaceful at their moorings.

But who’s that, up by the Harbourmaster’s Office? He’s a surprise!

Those boats aren’t the least bit disturbed by his presence.

The deer seems to sniff the air

And then the sun sinks, in a blaze of glory!
This is the last Hartlepool sunset of 2013 that I’ll share with you. On Thursday I’m up, well before the lark, and flying south to the Algarve. Naturally the camera will be as excited as me, and we’ll do our best to bring you back some lovely images.
I hope the New Year will be kind to you, and thank you again, for sharing, and enriching, my world.
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