Taking Photographs I’ve been taking my camera with me each morning when I go for my walk along the beach. These last few days, with the full moon, the tides have been exceptionally high, almost up to the sand dunes.

The tides have washed up all kinds of debris – and I’ve taken lots of photos. The froth was everywhere, and different seaweeds and kelp.

Last week someone had dumped fish skeletons on the beach, and the sea gulls and black backed gulls were have a field day! I got lots of photos. This is not legal, but sadly, happens all too often. I know the birds clean up the remains – eventually – but I think that fishers could take the remains home and bury them in their garden or let the cats have a special feast. It would be better than leaving carcases lying about where people and children and dogs walk.

I’m a keen fisher myself and would never do this.

One morning this week I was lucky enough to be at the beach the same time as a mother turn and her nearly fully grown chic. I tried to get as close as possible to photograph them, but without a lens camera, could not get any close-ups.

Still, the thrill of seeing them and of watching how the mother turn guarded her chic against ‘the intruder’ was such a special few minutes, before she flew off to another part of the beach, taking her little one with her.

Nature at its best!