Walking the beach in the early-morning half-light of winter; the shortest day of the year. After a night of light rain, the air is moist, but the sea is calm and the sand has been licked smooth by a receding tide. From a house beyond the dunes, drifts a breakfast of wood-smoke.
Thanks, E-M.
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