Going back to the day before New Years Eve, last year, when we set out on the afternoon constitutional walk on which the sunset photos in the post a few below were taken, we took the coastal path, or in French, le Sentier Cotier, which is getting a bit hard to read on this well weathered sign . . .
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Down by one of the Carantec beaches, a place known as la Greve Blanche, a dog was waiting and he wanted to play, waiting for someone to throw his stick. I'm always a sucker for a dog with a stick . . .
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And for big brown eyes. He didn't seem to mind the sand in his mouth . . .
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Glimpses of windowsills covered with seashells and lighthouses can be found here, I guess the same in any seaside town the world over . . .
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The sign on this gate was not your typical "no parking" sign . . .
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It said, "No parking, wheelbarrow entrance" . . .
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