Walking in the sun felt so good after being housebound from the wind. I headed for the beach, but bored with a route I’d taken for 21 years, I veered off and found a path that ran parallel to the beach road that I never knew was there. Robert Frost would have been proud of me. Instead of seeing houses with proper gardens, I felt as if I were in the real country, far from civilization, even though the centre of the village was only ten minutes away by foot and the beach road, lined with houses was three. I came across this Palomino beauty who ambled up to the fence to say hello.
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