Never a dull dip

A small window opened, so I decided to break from the studio in search of my daily dip. There is something delicious about donning a bikini on a deserted beach mid winter and I enjoy the quiet sound of a dull day, where the sky falls to meet the water. Mr Magnus aimed the camera and remarked on the lack of colour. But, as we slipped out past the harbour wall with the May in full sight, we concluded that this was anything but a dull dip.