Since the thrill of winter swimming has worn off a little and the need for gloves, socks and hats is long past the swimming in the not so frozen north has been much the same, not boring of course lovely and glorious but not exactly summer blog worthy. Not that this excuses the radio silence. I thought that this last week before the summer solstice/Midsummer I should try and make the most of the long evenings/early mornings and swim as late or early as possible or really whenever I can grab the chance.
The beach seems to be completely empty( apart from a couple disappearing off into the sand dunes clutching glasses and a bottle of wine). As ususal I start to feel ridiculously self conscious but this soon passes as I wade into the water. There is slight swell so I dive under. I float around waiting for the red glow to finally disappear on the horizon. The sun has definately gone but as I dive under and float over the waves the sky stays stubbornly pink. Clearly I am not going to win this waiting game with the Sun so I get out before the chill sets in, maybe a little earlier than normal because I am alone. When I look at the photos at home the sky is so much darker than it actually seemed at the time.
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JJ
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