Seven Sisters Cliffs

Just a quick update of what I've been up to yesterday. After working hard like a normal person last week I needed a day to recover, so we went away to Seven Sisters Cliff. The turquoise waters lapping gently at the stony shore were more reminiscent of a sun-kissed mediterranean shore than the East Sussex reality, though the bleating of nearby sheep reminded us of where we really were. What an absolute blessing to have this place just down the coast from us! 

Brighton at sunset

I've always wanted to live near the water. The English shore is of course very different from the paradises of SE Asia, but has its own unique charms. During the sun's descent beyond the horizon the sky is emblazoned with a melting pot of colour with baby blues changing gradually through the lightest of greens to an intense burnt-orange. 

As the sea retreats at low tide the stone pebbled beach marches forward, creating a isolated band of water left isolated from the main body of the sea. Here the fading light plays upon the surface, pastel pinks and reds laying upon the surface in a blanket. The beauty of this place is matched only by the surprise of finding it. 

Sometimes you just have to make your dreams a reality.