Mt Martha Beach

A cold wet day spent with my mother at the doctors and specialists

gave me the opportunity to catch up for afternoon coffee

with a friend that's made a sea-change.

it's a very pretty part of the world but it was a wild and woolley day

 at Mount Martha Beach.

a wintery Mount Martha Beach

the beach boxes were deserted, lots of 'white horses' galloping

over the surf....now that's a term you don't hear much anymore....

an old fisherman's , an old 'salties' phrase....my dad used it a lot.

it was awesome, just had to stop and snatch a photo

before I got blown off the cliff!

Mount Martha Beach boxes

                       .....there's nothing like a gale to clear the cobwebs!

                                                                Jo    x



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