In the village of:
The web site describes our house as one that used to be the light house keepers. In the distance is the actual light house. My early childhood memory of foggy days like these always involved the sound of the fog horn as, in fog like this, a light house did little functional good.
The sun fights to break through the fog ...
The house , as seen from the road:
Nesting platform for (?) ospreys (?)
The coast:
Fun in the sun with a kite...
The sleepy still house :
Jenn & Aiden take a stroll...
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