One day on an epic walk, little sweetheart, we found ourselves all the way down by Bantry Bay.
Coming to the water's edge, you saw a flight of stone stairs that led to a little kind of dock. All in black with your pretty red hair down, flowing and luminous, you stood there for a moment and I snapped this picture. Like a landing spot for mermaids.
I think this was one of your favorites. Mine, too, little sweetheart. Mine, too.