Beach Head

En l'air

This balloon was on the beach at Ballyvooney Cove, tangled in the rocks dancing by itself.  I don't like balloons on the beach so I removed it but before I did, I filmed its wind dance and then gave it music and a twin to dance with.

Smile

Clonea Strand in The Rain

Finds from a few days ago on Clonea Strand when the grey skies and persistent rain made the colours sing.  I even stopped looking for plastic for a little while and took in the natural beauties of the sea weed and crab claws, in particular this gorgeous one.  There are certain times of the year when crab claws seem to be washed in all the time and this is one of them and the range of colours from yellow to dove grey and bright red are wonderful.

Whiting Bay and Ballyquinn Strand

These poor un-beach combed beaches.  So much litter and rubbish and among it all, these treasures

Ballydowane On A Sunny Day

Today was one of those days when you know Spring isn't that far away, when there is real heat in the sun and the beach is suddenly filled with people who walk on, get out their phones make videos or take sweeping panoramic shots and then walk back to their cars.

My bucket and I took our time - there wasn't a lot to collect - but there were faces, fish, a yellow cactus and a chair leg, pea pods and an arrow pointing back the way it had come.

Ball, Dumbo, Jug

Texture

Sunday Afternoon Beach Combing

It was bitterly cold this weekend - rainy, dull, windy and generally just miserable on Sunday as I headed to the beach.  I had the place almost to myself and did a good clean-up, mainly of polystyrene which is evil stuff and breaks down into tiny particles which I'm sure must look very much like food to fish and other sea creatures.  I found some lovely pieces of driftwood, a rusty bit of lobster pot and these - I am especially fond of the computer cables and attached tiny piece of circuit board.

 

A spotted ray eggcase

Brought To You By The Letter 'n'

Yesterday I cleaned Ballydowane and removed enough plastic drink bottles to fill a whole bin.  The tide was 3 hours away from high but even so the waves were so high that lower end of the beach where I was, was rapidly becoming cut off from the exit.  So I skidaddled and hopped over the hill to Bunmahon which even at high tide can be walked along it's edge with the dunes.  Nothing of any note to report but these few items caught my photographic attention.