It is feeling a bit end of summer here; end of season, like a 1950s holiday camp packing up at the end of summer.
The bunting on the shed is looking a bit forlorn and droopy in the grey light.
A few shells lie scattered around from beach trips.
And there is a little pile of beach stones at the front door.
Not having completely given up on summer, this one is for the backseat of my pale blue VW Beetle for little winter trips to the beach.
p.s. I don't actually own a pale blue Beetle, but we can all dream can't we? :)