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  • The above title is an understatement.....I LOVE to be beside the seaside!

    This photograph was taken by me at a place called Southwold on the east coast of England in January this year. I was a bit cold but was comfortably wrapped up in a few layers of clothes.
    My husband and I had gone there because we were staying in Sussex for a few days and I'd been pining for the sea. He selflessly braved the beach in January just for me and to try out his new camera.
    I don't know what is about being near the sea but there is really nothing like it. I love seeing the empty horizon as we get closer. The salty smell in the air as we get out of the car. The sound of the waves as they crash and fade away.
    There is nowhere that I feel more at home, other than my actual home. I could spend hours just watching and listening to the waves endlessly rolling in, it's so peaceful.
    Eventually the light fades, cold, darkness and hunger, force us to leave. We fill our empty tummies with the obligatory fish and chips and make the long drive back to our hotel.
    I have had my little fix of seaside, which will hopefully tide me over for a while.

    I find it hard to describe how much I love being near the sea. The only way I can explain it is even though I am miles away from any coast, I can smell that salty air already, I can hear the waves crashing in my head and I feel a longing to be there experiencing it.
    I think may be I need to make plans to return again....soon.
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