My husband and I have been known to get up before dawn cracks to watch the sunrise over the Med. Sometimes we've taken croissants and champagne. We are alone with sand, sea and mountains.
More often we take the dog so he can do zoomies on the sand always avoiding any contact with the water. He enjoys checking out the smells where nature is protected (photo above). His appreciation for the scenery is unknown, but his happiness at his freedom is obviously unlimited.
This morning, we were too late for the sunrise, but not too late to enjoy the breeze, the view of the mountains and the intense color every where.
Sand castles have been left by yesterdays beach goers, but we found one that was extra special, using rocks as a design feature.
Normally, we return to the house where Rick makes a super breakfast, but for a change we stopped at a boulangerie-café for a pain au raisin, chocolate muffin, apple juice and tea. A man in line in front of me was convinced I needed help with my French as I placed my order. I didn't, but I said merci anyway.
Not only was the place good for people watching as early risers filtered in to eat before a day on the sand and in the water, but a man and a second family had their female dogs with them. Both were Staffordshire Bull Terriers.
Even when we are not in Argelès, and settled back in our base in Geneva, our commute to the computers is the same. There we have the garden outside our door and Lake Léman a five-minute walk away.
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