It was a grey day – grey clouds hanging low overhead and a still grey sea. In the water I found seaweed.
And on the beach I found logs.
And walking between the two I found the usual mix of things lost, dropped and forgotten.
And clambering over the logs and looking down, I found more.
Two days later the weather promised by the clouds had hit big time. Stormy weather,
and a broiling sea.
No point in picking up beach debris in this weather, just enjoy it. There were brief moments when the clouds parted, but the waves kept on coming:
This wave drenched me and my camera:
And when the storm moved on it left behind a sea made of liquid diamonds,
and a beach piled high:
And in this new mix of seaweed and wood, the usual polystyrene.
And what might be the most useful thing I have ever found on a beach!