You’ll forgive me for sharing just one more post of photos from our trip to Dorset, won’t you? Thanks. Knew you would.
The novelty of getting to make so many trips to the good ol’British seaside during the past year just isn’t wearing off, not one bit! I’ve always lived at least an hour or so’s drive from the coast, so whenever we get to go down and stay with my soon-to-be father in law in Christchurch, I always come away with a memory card rammed full of photos. Having such frequent opportunity to take photographs of wide blue skies and soft waves and pebbly beaches and ocean sunsets just never gets old! This particular set were taken during a long walk down the spit to Hurst Castle, which ended just as the sun melted into the horizon. We were glad this beach was a pebbly one, since the mess Ted got himself into last time we went to a sandy beach was quite a sight to be seen. I was hoovering sand up from our carpets at home a full week later! It’s always a treat to watch him become so completely mesmerised by the waves though. That little dog of ours really does make my heart melt.
Oh, and before I leave you with a hundred photos from the seaside, that one up top of Jason and I? Officially my favourite ever photo of the two of us. We’re nowhere near organised enough to get ourselves sorted with an engagement photoshoot, but I sort of think this one photo is good enough for me :)