I sigh, the warm sand flowing between my outstretched toes. The sand here is so clean, it's literally white. In the distance there are some animals; dolphins in the water, gulls flying overhead and squawking loudly. I stand and shake the sand from my feet, making some crabs scuttle in the process, then wade in to the water that is surprisingly warm.
I smile as I watch the amber sunset, happy to be on holiday, here in beautiful Scotland.
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