the storm made landfall on my small town upsetting the balance of the summer. Rain, wind howling and the sea. It was a sight that we could not lose so we went with my husband to take some pictures and enjoy the panorama from the spray of salt water.
It's cold, 16/18 degrees (for me it's Siberia). The beaches with the beautiful colored umbrellas all aligned and the blue flag fluttering above all seemed a bathing scene of the landing in Normandy beach chair and umbrella on the floor, debris on the beach in bronze came from nowhere and so relentless that occupied the territory Castles sand and tennis.
The lifeguard, courageous, said Thursday the weather will return.
hope.
This sea foam and taupe, and these beaches are good for winter upset not to the Summer Solstice.
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