A Lazy Afternoon

I drove past the beach in the afternoon,  saw a sprinkling of people near the fishing hamlet. Some were prone under the thatched shed, a few gazed languidly as the heat pressed on the sand. The sea was a shimmer of deep turquoise, the sky a dream blue.  

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