I've always loved the Isle of Purbeck, and we found ourselves down by Lulworth Cove. Cashless, and with the car parks charging horrendous fees, we headed up the roads through the military firing ranges, to the top of the nearest high hill. The sun was setting through the golden mists, reflecting on the gentle sea, highlighting the rolling downland.
As always, I had a camera with me.
Two shots, one focused on the grass, and one on the sea behind it.