There was evening at Morston
Some images from around the mudflats at Morston.
At this time of year I don’t find evenings all that attractive,
but one or two images here, taken at the end of the half term break, seemed to sum up the mood I was in …the mood the last of the holiday makers were in and what I believe the wildlife thought about the impending darkness.
I would have to admit the following morning was different – but maybe I will save that for next week.
Despite my inability to picture (pun intended) you ever feeling down, Robin, these images are brilliant.