A Moment In The Day In The Life

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May is plodding along quite nicely, as is the challenge to Blog Every Day In May.

Day 9, Thursday: A moment in your day (this can be just a photo or both a photo and words)

A day is made up of hundreds, if not thousands, of moments.  But there are only a handful of those moments that are worth noticing and holding on to.  The best moments of my day (when I'm not at work) occur between 12:30 and 1pm.  This is when I take my dog, Lily, for her long lunchtime walk along the beach.  She thinks the beach is great.  She gets to run off the lead and play in the sand and shout at the sea and  bury stones and chase the birds and meet up with her friend, Rollo.  And I love watching her do all those things, because, as a parent, all you want is for your child to be happy.  She gets a little smile on her face every time we're down at the beach, no matter what the weather is.

Now, most people would think we have an ugly beach.  The sea isn't blue.  There isn't much sand.  There's more grass than anything else.  And don't even get me started on the stones.  But any decent person would know not to judge a book by its cover.  It may not be the Bahamas, but it's a wonderful piece of nature, pretty much unspoiled by human hand.  And it's right on my doorstep (well, about a 5 minute walk from my doorstep).  

My parents grew up in London, where views from their window would consist of houses, block of flats, shops, factories, and other buildings.  I've lived by the beach my entire life, so I can take it for granted.  But when I see Lily playing and enjoying it so much, I remind myself how lucky I am to be able to see the horizon and that I can breathe in the fresh air, away from the hussle and bussle of town life.

Today is a really sunny day, if not breezy, so we thought we'd walk right up to the water's edge, to see the sea.  Just before this picture was taken, Lily thought it would be a good idea to roll around in a dead fish.  For some reason, she loves to roll around in dead animals.  Every now and then there will be a dead bird or fish on the beach, and before I can do anything she's lolling on her back in the carcass.  Delightful.

So after this lovely picture of her, smiling in the sun, running along the beach, was taken, we had to hurry home and get in the bath.  But now she's all fluffy and smells lovely!