Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Salt lines















marram
red squirrel
pine
dunes on the move
boardwalk
tracks
windfarm
beacon
footprints
knee high sand storm
swallows
razor
piddock
cockle
mussel
tower
sunrise
low tide far out
mirage
gullies
ripples
salt lines
signs
warnings
flags
lifebelts
rescue truck
binoculars
watching the tide
100 figures
only 2 of them walking

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Walking out to the place the rescue truck waits. A little rise on dry sand that the tide has abandoned these last months. Past the binoculars, the fat tyres, the hoard of coiled rope. Past the red flags, the rescue flares, the beacon.

A deer made the news. Took fright at the wide expanses of beach. Ran far out to sea, sprinting through shallows.

They said rescue services need to be cut back here. That would leave this vast beach unwatched. But a deer has delayed the decision.