The smell of the salty sea in a thriving little Devon village called Beer (a bit of secret until now), with the livelihood of fishing still very much at its heart.
Wooded, cliff top walks across to the wide bay of Seaton and coffee at 'Chimes' on the end of the quay.
Long stretches of beach invite long walks over the pebbles and picnics.. or even chips and mushy peas..
Deckchairs... in lines... even when it rains an umbrella will suffice to enable the tradition of sitting in a deckchair for a cream tea to take place...
A sheltered, curved bay that always seems to get the sunshine and where a flurry of little boats set regular sail...
Seaweed and beach huts!
Amazingly quaint boats, with this name my favourite!
Only the freshest of catches available...
.. from the Fishermen who set out before the sun is up...
A pebbly beach with so much to see and to watch that dozing over a book isn't a possibility...
Mum and Dad capturing a pleasure from childhood....
Always plenty to laugh about.. and usually each other... My favourite four people on Branscombe beach, warm pebbles below bottoms, coffee and a chocolate tiffin on the front and then doorstop sandwiches at the Bakery in the village, with a visit to the Forge
A fabulous walk over the cliff tops to reach Branscombe, stunning views and a beating heart...
Hey did they name the red boat after you?!
ReplyDeleteLovely evocative words and pictures- I adore the one of the family on the beach :-)
I soooo want to go to the coast at the moment, so there may be a trip to Lyme this weekend....
Sending loads of love
D xx
We can hardly believe it! Beer is just five miles from where we live! we live in Sidmouth ~ this is mom's photographic blog on Sidmouth:
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Milo and Alfie xx