One of the great things about living by the sea is being able to experience fully the change in the seasons, (or, increasingly, the weirdness of the change in the seasons).

The beast from the East

The surprise arrival of the “Beast from the East” gave us an opportunity to see the beach looking very different indeed.

No sea glass hunting to be done in this, but ball throwing (and ensuing ball hunting in the snow) was still on the schedule, the hound was unperturbed.