A billion pebbles converse quietly in the loving embrace of an afternoon sun, smooth curves caressed by a turquoise tide lapping gently at the shore edge. Seagulls circle high above a regatta of solo yachts whose sails billow with a gracious sea breeze, their waxed wooden hulls skipping at speed across the energetic waves of a glorious English Channel.
Caveat – this gallery is currently less England and more South Coast of our great isle, but the gallery name would have looked a bit odd named otherwise. I guess it just means I have more travelling to do! Will update as and when.
