1. The mist stops suddenly above the green field. It is both unnerving and funny.
2. We all fall in love with Runswick Bay. We play in the sea on the way out and hunt for fossils on the way back. The sun comes out and we very nearly sit there all day, just watching the waves.
2b. The sea crashes and hisses with the occasional boom.
2c. John finds a fossil on his first try. I pick up little smooth stones until my pockets are heavy.
2d. (Whitby.) Two waves – the incoming one and the one heading out after hitting the sea wall – smash into each other and their spray sparkles in the sun. I could watch that all day too.
3. I’m not sure Lily knows quite where she is until we reach the gate to the nab then she starts pulling me down the hill, excited to be ‘home’ again.
3b. Several times this weekend I’ve sat on the bench pretending to read but actually just gazing out to sea.
3c. The mist closes in again. As we walk back from the bistro, the sky is a soft navy.
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