Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Sea and Sand

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We’re back again, in south Devon, for the 14th consecutive summer. Its just as beautiful as ever

East Portlemouth ferry

Mr Uphilldowndale snapped these fish on his way to get the morning paper.

fish in the sea_

As ever we have joined with a large extended group of family and friends, our children are growing up now, they come and go, but they all want to get here if they can. Which is just lovely.

silver light_

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

5 thoughts on “Sea and Sand

  1. What a wonderful annual family/friend tradition to enjoy once again. Memories that will stay with you all ~ Have a great time playing in the sea and sand!

  2. I particularly like the last picture with the figures dark against the sparkle of the sea.

  3. It sounds divine! I love the gentle familiarity of revisiting a favourite holiday destination. And look at that sunshine – I hope it keeps shining for you x

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