Winter June at da Beach

A windy day, fairly dull and cold in the morning, a sunnier but still windy and cold afternoon and evening. 

Last day of holidays.  Slept well, but still feeling rotten.  A day washing holiday clothes, walkies with Sammy, and much needed rest on the sofa.  A fine lazy evening at home, early to bed.

I had to pick up peerie Brian from the garage, 
 while out, we took Sammy for a walk to the beach.  Even though he's almost blind, I'm sure he still knew where he was, he seemed excited as we headed down the path to the beach.  His days of charging around the sands, digging and woofing at everything passing have gone, but the chilly sea air was still refreshing for a small walk.  Gosh, that wind was as cold as a winter's day.  A windswept Sammy on the Sands of Meal, Burra.