Took a little drive with my husband and a friend today to check out a vintage fair in Arnside. The tide was higher than I’ve ever seen it, overspilling onto roads and right to the edges of retaining walls. Still, even with wet pavements and overcast skies, it’s very pretty up there, and when the tiny train goes across the bay on that rail line in the distance, it’s very lovely. (And then I realize I made a romantic train reference and oh god, I really AM turning british!)
