The Iconic Old Harry

I wasn’t at Old Harry today, I was at a wonderful workshop run by Rebecca Faro. In our 11 days in Dorset we drank him in (Harry that is - and a bit of his seawater too!) nearly every day, walking, canoeing, and swimming. We got into a routine most days of walking short sections of the coastal path, and then snorkelling in search of of the elusive seahorse in the bays.
And it’s the workshop, meeting fellow blipper Helpix, and the sharing of the seahorse experience that’s brought me back. I wish I could share with you a photograph of a seahorse, but sadly, and not surprisingly, I can’t.
It’s felt right for me to take a break and come back in a different way.
I hope I can be true to myself in writing this journal for me, and to feel less of a pull to comment and respond to you many lovely fellow blippers, and to be less desirous of stars and hearts -lovely though they are!
That’s it - let’s see how I go