How did we get to September? Looking back, I realise my previous post was from the end of July, and I certainly didn’t expect to skip the whole of August. The whole of August. And it was a good month (heat and humidity aside) as we had a week’s holiday with day trips to Northumberland and Fife, so yes, I have a bit of catching up to do here.
Every so often, after days of sunshine, I feel like I need to rewind to some moody skies and scenes that suggest a cool breeze, which is exactly what I’m doing here with these photos from the end of May and a walk at Gullane Point. When I was first considering how to evolve the content here, I imagined that we’d be visiting more places when our worlds eased open. I expected to be sharing walks from Fife and Perthshire and Northumberland, and maybe a trip up north and and and… But the reality is, as we’ve moved into summer, we’ve been staying close to home. Sure, we’ve had a few day trips and I still intend to share those here, but most of our walks are in East Lothian as it’s been too warm and humid to travel far with the lads, and weekends feel too busy. That’s fundamental: places feel too busy at weekends. And we aren’t doing ‘busy’.
I can’t recall when we started marking the summer solstice with a coastal walk – it was a few years back anyway. It always feels like a day to celebrate, if a bittersweet one to me (as I mentioned in my previous post) as while June 21 is the longest day, it’s also the turning point after which our days creep shorter again. If I had to split the year into seasons by hopefulness, the point between the clocks changing towards the end of March and the solstice is, for me, the hopeful time.