27th August 2017
Fathers carry the burdens, passing farmyard and fields. As their children race to the golden crescent of sand, turning to silver under shallow tide, beneath the dying hours of late summer sun.
Rocks clothed in verdant living fur, will soon be alone again, as the last weekend fades into memories, and the castle with stone windows and feathered turrets is abandoned to the sea.
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