Our second alphabet date was beachcombing on the Exe Estuary at Dawlish Warren. We live in Berkshire, a reasonable distance from the sea. A New Year’s break in Devon provided the perfect opportunity to spend time by the sea.
The weather worsened, but the sea air was fresh, shells and seaweed dotted the shoreline and we were warm and dry in our winter clothes.
On the end of the groynes corvina rested before alighting to play in the wind. Oystercatchers dabbled on the shore, their red beaks bright against that dullness of the day.
Eyes on the shore we spotted sea glass, and hag stones with holes in them. These are now hanging in our kitchen with others we have collected, a reminder of happy times by the seaside.
Shells were in abundance on the shore, different shapes and sizes. Someone had left a pile on a large rock, part of the sea defences on the back of the beach. We sipped a coffee to warm up while admiring them.
For our “b” date I also considered bowling, a brewery tour, a boat trip or a booze evening but beachcombing was the perfect date.
What would you do for a “b” alphabet date? I would love to hear your ideas.