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An almost perfect beach day. The wind was strong and threw sand at me, at my camera. I walked along the shoreline for a while with Warren and Eilidh, trying to keep track of Iona who was jumping around in the water. I felt awkward, ugly, worlds out of place in my long pants and cardy. We quickly left for an icecream.
The icecream was good. The company too.
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This year I am taking the time to notice life, writing what I remember from my day, every day. The good, the bad, the indifferent. Because our lives may be ordinary, but our stories never are.
