A Walk Along A Beach

Some of my older blog friends may remember a post I wrote about the tranquility of walking through the countryside and really taking notice of your surroundings. Well this post bares a similar message but a different location.

I am lucky enough to have family in West Sussex, the beaches are pebbly, the sea is thick with seaweed and salt but the surroundings are beautiful and ever so relaxing.

Sometimes the British seaside can look a little tired and washed out. It’s heyday is probably behind it and many buildings stand in exactly the same condition as they did 30 years ago, but older and more worn. But that doesn’t have to be a bad thing.

There’s something very romantic about the salt battered beachhuts that line the coast. They come in many varying colours and sizes, they really feel like a nod to the past. I absolutely adore beachhuts. They have featured in our work in the past and will again in the future 🙂

The colourful fishcrates all stacked remind me of fishing as a child with my Father, I always threw my catches back (as I’m not much of a seafood fan) but the memories are very fond.

Watching boats bobbing around is probably one of the most calming scenes you can ever see. There’s usually a chorus of seagull calls in the background.

The low tide breakwaters all mossy and covered in limpets, climbing over them to reach the next stretch of beach brings back memories of collecting shells with my brother.

Do you have a special place you go to relax?

2 Responses to A Walk Along A Beach

  1. Ah, I love the English country-side and sea-side and it's a dream of mine to build a little bolt-hole somewhere down this way in the future (I live in London).

    I love little battered beach huts too 🙂

    Amelia.x