When the tide goes out
Don't you just love it when the tide goes all the way out - it's like looking at what dwells right at the bottom of the sea.
In this case boats are stranding on the flats of the harbour and the seagulls take advantage of dead fish and debris.
We took a spontaneous trip out to Folkestone at the weekend - can you believe we've only ever been once before - and as it always is along this stretch of coastline, the sun was shining when we turned our backs and left our side of the shore, but when we reached our destination it was dark and gloomy - it sometimes seems like it's always that way - nothing a quick trip around the town and then down to the harbour couldn't cure.
We fine dined in the fabulous Rocksalt restaurant where the staff where ever so helpful and friendly (with kids and all) - thanks for finding a place to squeeze us in - where we gazed out upon the harbour and watched the tide slowly making its way back in.
Not enough in our short time visiting though to restore the natural balance of the boats on the sand.
And by the time we had finished our melt in the mouth baked Alaska's the sun had come out leaving everything a beautiful blue azure and all a shimmer.
When the tide goes out.
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