The Sands of Time.

As I knew J wanted to go to the hobby shop this morning, I thought I would go to Coney Beach and write a message in the sand. I found a stick and took two  daffodils for props.  I found a quiet spot, and had three different attempts, but I liked this one the best. I didn't go around the town today, we just  just came straight home. I had done two loads of washing before I left. and did another one when I got back, which has all dried so I am happy about that ( it doesn't take much) J has been outside all afternoon, getting the Triumph motorbike ready for it's first ride out tomorrow (hopefully) so now we are both happy in our   own little worlds.