An autumnal lochside afternoon.

Last weekend I skipped out of work early and hopped in Jaye’s car for a last of the summer adventure. We drove to Rowardennan and walked to  a little hidden beach that Jaye knew. We got there just before the sun turned golden.

Stones were skimmed.

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And stones were thrown in slightly more haphazard ways to make beautiful noises in the water.

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It was such a lovely night that we brought our swimming stuff. That was optimistic. Instead, we sat, talked, explored.

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Here are some more tree photos, in case you need another fix.

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We pretended we were on a photoshoot for Frankie or Toast.

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Then we tried to take a self-portrait. Some of the attempts were more successful than others.

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The last thing we did before we went home was to leave some organic art.

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A portrait of the artist.

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