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Mural by fek.oner captioned

 

‘I am for life, not just for Christmas’

 

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Black Rock beach has a small encampment there at the moment. Not sure if they are the rough sleepers taken to the beach or fishermen staying overnight.

Quite a surprise to see this boat had run aground on the rocks surrounding the harbour wall. A passer by said the life boats had been called out at high tide this morning and rescued the crew. It's unlikely that the boat can be floated again till the next highest tide which is not till Saturday. The forecasted storms will likely have wrecked it by then :-(((

Stunning reds and pinks in the sunset this evening and the starlings were beginning to settle on the masts. I knew my iphone would not capture the starling detail I wanted so I actually dusted of my Canon R and attached the 150-600 lens. As I'm posting this the sun has set but the skies have changed to a beautiful orange.

I used to love the sunsets in the marina when the starlings were on the masts. I have 4 of my own pictures in the lounge taken at least 10 years ago. Sadly the starlings don't perch on the masts anymore so I'm fortunate I took these pics when I did. This evening there was a stunning red sunset and I was thinking what a shame the starlings aren't on the masts. When I turned I saw the sunset was lighting up this picture for me.

Brighton’s iconic, derelict West Pier, backed by the Rampion Wind Farm.

Don’t usually post twice in the same day. First time for everything.

No walk along the undercliff path for me today as when I got there it was the underwater path and we still hadn’t reached high tide! Quite dramatic out there.

Portraits from the beach - Henry

 

Sunset Session - The Movement of Sound

 

No cash? Tap your card and pay £2....... well worth the contribution.

Maybe time for a duvet day 😉

The chicken descended from above, arms stretched toward an unseen sky, as if caught in a dramatic final act. Suspended in midair, yellow feathers swirled around it like echoes of a lost past. Below, the stage was set—ripe tomatoes, fiery chilies, fragrant herbs, and the unmistakable scent of paprika, waiting to embrace their fated guest.

 

István swirled his glass of white wine, watching the slow descent. “Even in flight, you cannot escape tradition,” he mused, reaching for the spice that would seal its destiny.

 

Tonight, Magyar paprikás csirke would be made with theatrical flair.

 

recipe in the first comments

 

........... taken on a walk to Rottingdean at Sunset

The contractors have been working hard creating long trenches on the beach from Black Rock towards the Pier. I asked one of them what the trenches were and he explained they are part of the improving biodiversity plan (see below) The trenches are like planters which, once finished, will be filled with native plants, flowers and chalk land grasses. The trench area will then be fenced in so the public can look but not touch.

No rush, no noise, just warmth and stillness. Sometimes nature reminds us to just pause and breathe.

Black Rock Station is the station for the Volks Electric Railway which opened on the 4th August 1883 and is the oldest electric railway in the world. You can read more about the history of the Railway here:

 

volksrailway.org.uk/history/

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