Nature constantly finds a point of balance, but it seems even she cannot get it right these days -at least not to suit our requirements.
Yesterday we went to the beach. It rained non-stop all morning, but we thought we would go anyway. All-weather coats, wellington boots, thermos flasks and a change of clothes. We took buckets and spades, a kite, and little nets to see who was hanging out in the rock pools. We braved the fresh wind with optimistic smiles - me, three daughters and two little grandchildren. Never mind the rain, never mind the wind - we had a lovely time! Amongst the rocks we saw little crabs scuttling out from under the seaweed, and tiny fishes flashing their silver scales before disappearing like lightning - way too quick for us to catch in the little nets. There were shells and barnacles, limpets and snails. We climbed and paddled and ran and jumped. The tide came in, and we were pushed back further and further up the beach, until in the end the rain came down again and it was ice cream time. We walked barefoot to the car, so happy to be together, so happy to be by the sea - so happy to be a family, and I am so grateful for all of it.