Last Days of Summer

There is a distinct change in the air. Shops are bringing out their new knitwear selections. Sandals are being converted to trainers (or sandal and sock combinations, if you're daring). Iced tea is being replaced by its piping hot rival.

And soon, we'll end up going out the house looking like this:

Oh, the things our mam used to dress us in 

So, to say adieu to Summer 2012, our clan headed to the beach for one last mosey in the sea.

Met by yummy skies

Saltburn, our local coastal gem, was hosting a Farmers' Market in its bustling square. So naturally, we gravitated towards the magnetic pull of stalls bending under the weight of home-made slabs of raspberry and almond slices, tables of hand knitted cushions, and FREE TASTERS of locally produced sausages. What more could you ask for, eh?

Oh, spotted tablecloths of beauty!

An abundance of bunting

...and a lonely accordion.

We also came across a convoy of pleasant-looking horses. A dreamy way to spend an afternoon.

Big Sis looking smokin'

And a trip to Saltburn can never be complete without our family (namely, me) raiding the charity shops and finding some bargains. 

Feelin' chipper in new headscarf and coat

It's official then. I've bought my winter coat for this year. It's given me some closure, but I canne fully kick them post-summer blues.

I may buy some knitwear to cheer myself up.