It’s been a cold, windy day here in Tramore with Storm Jake making his presence felt. But storm or no storm, Puppy Stan and I needed our evening constitutional out at our precious Garrarus Beach.
We had the beach to ourselves and were treated to the delights of nature’s contrasts all in a few heartbeats. Yes, it was freezing but that was only a very minor matter, given the glory that unfolded.
Here’s just a tiny taste of it all:
The contemplation of beauty causes the soul to grow wings. (Plato)