July 16th from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth

Possibly the hottest day of the year so far, and for once, we are grateful for the on shore breeze which keeps everything comfortable. The silver sea is as smooth as silk and race back and forth like excited puppies describing big white circles as they dart around each other. The beach is crowded and there is that deep underlying chatter that pervades everything. As the sun begins to disappear, long fine streamers of white cloud radiate out from where it is setting. But far out on the bay, the bright rays are still picking out little white fishing boats where they ride out the evening patiently. #bournemouth #westcliffbeach #july #Summer.

From 16th July 2016

Windows wide open. Blinds half lowered against the glare. Test Match Special on low from the other room. Could this be what they used to call "summer"?

Peter John Cooper

Poet, Playwright and Podcaster from Bournemouth, UK.

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