Bits of my life.

By balehed

Low Tide

I don't know what these flowers are called (perhaps one of you can tell me?) but they were dramatic against the stark grey of this late afternoon.
The tide was so low there was barely any water in the harbour at all, and all the boats sat at silly angles. Must be difficult on a house boat, all your ornaments would slide off.

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