A field of blue, white and yellow

Have been offline for a while.  Significant shifts, changes and rearrangements of lives, loves and living arrangements. Having relocated to new digs I tend to ride the north end of my local more than the middle and south these days,  when time permits (see above pic!). Thankfully the little bloke gets me up and 'going for the Gusto' with his insistent laugh and bright-eyed brilliance. He is charging forward in his own special way and I'm enjoying showing him as much as I can of the coastal and greater world around him. We walk the beach and surrounds as often as we can. A couple of weekends ago we saw what looked like a mad cavalry charge across a field of blue, white and yellow. In the clear early morning light, scores of dolphins were making a beeline for the point upon which we stood, their bow waves blown by the brisk steady offshore. Sheer magic.