Cley

This morning we walked along the shingle beach at Cley. The weather was constantly changing with heavy showers at times together with dramatic light. Skeins of geese were flying along the coast and terns and gulls were feeding in the waves which were crashing onto the beech. I have decided to blip three images to illustrate some aspects of what we enjoyed.
Cley is lovely old coastal village with narrow alleyways between the small cottages. Tempting pottery shop but settled for the local smoked fish. Packing ups tonight to return home tomorrow.