Too late

Some days you are just too late. Walking along the beach on Sunday afternoon - having enjoyed some very good cake at C's up the road at a fundraiser for Macmillan Cancer Support - it was clear that about half an hour earlier the sea had covered most of the beach. A combination of an onshore wind perhaps and the high tides there are at this time of year meant the water reached the prom wall in a number of places. By the time I got there all there was left to see were the massive puddles, draining back to the sea, and the soft wet sand almost bare of footprints. Met P setting up a few of his beach sculpture pictures in one of the puddles, taking advantage of the different beach landscape.