I spend an annual camping weekend with friends in the New Forest. The day we arrive, we go on a long walk along the coastline, passing such places as Lymington and Milford on Sea, facing across the Solent to the Isle of Wight.
The fabulous weather reminded me of a family holiday on the Isle of Wight; the first one I remember at three years of age. Memories of bright, sharp light and play come to mind: constant sunshine; classic holiday memories.
This time, the sun beat down upon us as we walked and drove along the coast; the clear, blue sky over water, marshes and beaches . The whole place looked beautiful.