Just ropes

Got bored mid morning so I popped Maeve the Deerhound's lead on and we headed off out for a walk. Hardly saw a soul. We had a walk along the beach at Westhaven. The tide was out and where the gap in the coastal rocks allows the boats to be safely sailed in and out from the beach it was deep in seaweed. Gave the beach a very different look.

At the 'back of the beach' at the Fishermen's huts we saw three men today. The man working on his boat was painting again. The second man was heading into a hut with a box. The third man was rolling up the wooden slats which make a temporary pathway on the sand for towing boats up and down to the water. They all nodded, said hello and smiled. I wonder if we are becoming a recognisable part of their little world on our regular passage through their boaty community. I quite like that idea.

Ropes today. Different ropes, different tones (from cool to warm), different textures, different thicknesses. An interesting gathering of ropes :-)