The Joy of Childhood

Saturday was a beach day. We had had a bad storm on Thursday night, hence the amount of flotsam on the beach, but Saturday was a cold but calm day.
There is something about the sea, or actually any water as far as our children are concerned, that draws them to it no matter that it's the middle of December or they've had any amount of well meaning advice about how cold wet can be.

 They just can't help themselves!

These photo's to me sum up the joy of childhood and that freedom you only have as a child, unencumbered by the reservations and cautions of adulthood.

 I think the beach is a magical place.

The Beach

 We are very lucky to live just 40 minutes from the beach and also that it is where my parents live so we get to visit most weekends.
 Even on a grey and cold November day, like Saturday was, I love the beach.

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I love the big open space where children and dogs can just run.

And find it to be a place calming and rejuvenating for the spirit whatever the week has held.

It is certainly the dogs favourite place for a run and explore.

 The rocks are fun too even with Amber trying to share the same one!

The children love foraging for treasures too and we invariably leave Grandma and Grandpa's house with a crab or two (dead) in the utility sink, complete with names, to be minded till next week and a pile of rocks for their stone tumbler (which can only fit in small stones, like the size suitable to make jewelry from!).

A Day at the Beach

Saturday was a lovely day as we often get here in Ireland in September.We were visiting my parents who live on the south coast and spent the afternoon on the beach. The children brought a couple of body boards that my brother had left at Mum and Dad's house. It's also the best place to run the dog's. 

Skye is a Flat Coat Retriever and so absolutely adores water. 

Amber exploring rock pool's with Anna and Tiarnan

Caitlin waiting for a wave, but they were very small Saturday.

Orla and Tiarnan  in a shallow rock pool