Daily walks have become a firm fixture this year for so many of us. For me they are the highlight of most days. This weekend we had magical strolls in Rye, Winchelsea Beach and Rye Harbour. Low winter sun and rapidly changing skys alter the landscape so quickly but each walk was calm, beautiful and full of textures. As always I came home with a pocket full of sea glass and shells.
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