Yesterday afternoon. Easing weather.. and a footy final I wasn’t that interested in watching… Why not take myself for a walk up the beach? I ducked back inside for the camera. Overcast weather doesn’t seem like the most ideal photographic material, but I’d had demands to do an update on the trees that had been casualties of the wild seas earlier this year. At least that would make me walk a decent distance.
Colour me grey and brooding:
Looks like rain, doesn’t it. Think it’s heading out to sea though. That’s what the radar said anyway.
Wishing (again) that I had more zoom.
Walked right up the other end of ‘Back Beach’ to check out the ‘last tree’. Well, trees. Still there. Shoved back against the sand cliffs/dunes – and looking a bit worse for wear.
Yep. And then it started to rain. When I was at the far end of my walk of course. Twenty minutes back, no shortcuts. And it got heavier. At least I gave my husband a good laugh as I stood, dripping, in the carport on my return.