We did something a little bit out of our normal routine this weekend.
The weather was gorgeous on Saturday but none of us really fancied doing much in the day. So we had a really lazy day with too much screen time and even a sneaky nap for me.
Then at about 6 o’clock we ventured out.
Steve drove us out to Rhossili and we climbed up to the trig point on Rhossili down. We weren’t going to climb all the way up there, but Nerys got a burst of energy when we reached our first stopping point and insisted that we went all the way up.
I’ll be honest here and admit I didn’t really fancy the walk up to the trig point, but I’m so pleased that the children pushed us on to do it because the view from up there was stunning.
We got there about 10 minutes before sunset, so we could settle down and watch the sun go down over the sea.
It was absolutely beautiful, and the children were enthralled by it.
They’ve seen sunsets from the house before but have never been out anywhere like this to just sit and watch it happen in all its colourful glory.
As we walked back down the hill we kept stopping to look at the changing colours in the sky, it was so pretty.
By the time we were on our way back home it was pretty dark, and then we got another treat when we turned a corner and saw the huge moon, glowing orange. I think I actually gasped because it was so unexpected, and I can’t remember the last time I saw the moon look so big!
To top it all off, Rhys even got to watch the fireworks from Singleton Park’s proms in the park from our bedroom window once we got home. He kept saying how lucky he was to have seen all these amazing things in one day.
It was such a simple thing really.
A beach and a sunset.
But it was beautiful and magical and something that I don’t think any of us are likely to forget.