Brighton Beach looked wonderful as I walked home along the seafront on 22 December. The sea was rough, waves dashing onto the pebbles. The birds battled with the wind. The sun was a huge white globe of light looming in the sky. Crisp, cold and even - like the Feast of Stephen from the Christmas Carol.
Every seafront walk is different.
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Copyright: Janet Cameron |
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Copyright: Janet Cameron |
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