It was quite a wind

The effects of the wind can be seen in the shaking of the tips of the flax; the more rigid stems of the flower stalks remain crisply in focus, and the smaller and lighter the dead flower and seed pod remnants, the more they were flapping about.

All the way along the beach, there were huge clumps of seaweed left there by the last high tide which had been driven hard and high across the mudflats scouring up the weed to be deposited on the sand. The collectors will be delighted. Most collect for their own gardens. Some collect to sell.

Few birds out, and mostly they were ducks. A few variable (i.e. black) oyster catchers who didn't like a runner trying to get close enough for a picture. And one convocation of gulls, hunkered down, heads into the wind off the bay, and looking as if they were being given their instructions for the day's activities. A little further along a couple of gulls dived at a poor solitary oystercatcher, and when that wasn't enough fun, me. They then turned their attentions to the poor elderly woman in her motorised chair, who was 'walking' her fat elderly corgi.

The sun is here shining through and colouring the clouds. Based on the time yesterday when I captured the sun rising, this was 10 minutes ahead of sunrise. Too many clouds to really see very much.

Very much worth a look in large