by Guest Writers Suzie Cheel and Des Walsh
On Tuesday this week we saw something that at first looked like a piece of machinery. When we looked closer we saw that it was part of a tree that had been sculpted by the sea and washed up on the beach.
On Wednesday “the sea sculpture” was still there and as you can see from the picture it had changed position.
On Thursday “the sea sculpture” was gone. Taken by the tide on it’s journey to another beach.
Just imagine if this “sea sculpture” could speak, the stories it could tell of the beaches it had rested on.
What would you ask?
