Sunrise. Reds melt into oranges into yellows into white. Tear yourself away from the sunny patch on the bedsheets for a brisk walk on the sea wall. Salt in your lungs and sandals on your feet.

Fresh morning breeze making linen skirts float. Like the sailing boats dotting the horizon. Drift into town for a coffee. And an ice cream.

Sunset. Soaking up the last bit of warmth from the day. Chips and a chat where the fishing boats come in. Bare feet on wet sand.

Skim stones and throw a light knit over a summer dress. Yellows turn orange turn red. Stare at the water and think about what you'll do tomorrow.

It's starting to feel like summer.