Tide Dancing

A nip in the air down at the beach this afternoon. Almost deserted, one fisherman and S with her triplets, Jo daring the tide to douse her. When they were born about 7 years ago, S and her husband asked friends to set up a roster with them to feed the babies. A group of us took turns for a few months, turning up, feeding the girls and heading off again. Got them through the really fraught days. We all feel a little part of their growing up now.