Beadnell Harbour Sunset

We’d walked Meg through the dunes to the Long Nanny and back along the beach before settling on the raised seat at the harbour. The air was wonderfully still, the sky just beginning to turn, and we looked west towards Middlemoor wind farm. We’d missed the sun slipping below the horizon by a whisker, but the colours it left behind kept us sitting there a little longer. Even Meg seemed happy to pause.