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Another visit to Pin Mill, another tide,
another display of boats and not a
gin-palace in sight. It seems to be rare to
catch the tide in at Pin Mill - it's usually
nothing but mud flats when we're there. It's
not a problem - we can always drown our
sorrows in the Butt and Oyster or walk
around the boatyards here until the tide
comes in again and reveals a different
array of boats, a bit like the 'beaches' in
Glacier Bay, SE Alaska, which with every
tide displayed a new disbursement of icebergs (well, they did in 1977 when I was first
there, but the glaciers have receeded since due to global warming, and now no longer
leave their residue on the shore).
Catching the flash of sun in the cabin glass of this yacht was a lucky chance on this
otherwise dull day. And converting the picture into a digital 'watercolour' was a first for
me - although it works reasonably well here, it's not a trick I intend to make much use of.
Another visit to Pin Mill, another tide, another display of boats and not a gin-palace in
sight. It seems to be rare to catch the tide in at Pin Mill - it's usually nothing but mud
flats when we're there. It's not a problem - we can always drown our sorrows in the Butt
and Oyster or walk around the boatyards here until the tide comes in again and reveals
a different array of boats, a bit like the 'beaches' in Glacier Bay, SE Alaska, which with
every tide displayed a new disbursement of icebergs (well, they did in 1977 when I was
first there, but the glaciers have receeded since due to global warming, and now no
longer leave their residue on the shore).
Catching the flash of sun in the cabin glass of this yacht was a lucky chance on this
otherwise dull day. And converting the picture into a digital 'watercolour' was a first for
me - although it works reasonably well here, it's not a trick I intend to make much use of.
Another visit to Pin Mill, another tide,
another display of boats and not a
gin-palace in sight. It seems to be rare to
catch the tide in at Pin Mill - it's usually
nothing but mud flats when we're there. It's
not a problem - we can always drown our
sorrows in the Butt and Oyster or walk
around the boatyards here until the tide
comes in again and reveals a different
array of boats, a bit like the 'beaches' in
Glacier Bay, SE Alaska, which with every
tide displayed a new disbursement of icebergs (well, they did in 1977 when I was first
there, but the glaciers have receeded since due to global warming, and now no longer
leave their residue on the shore).
Catching the flash of sun in the cabin glass of this yacht was a lucky chance on this
otherwise dull day. And converting the picture into a digital 'watercolour' was a first for
me - although it works reasonably well here, it's not a trick I intend to make much use of.

Pin Mill watercolour

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Another visit to Pin Mill, another tide, another display of boats and not a gin-palace in sight. It seems to be rare to catch the tide in at Pin Mill - it's usually nothing but mud flats when we're there. It's not a problem - we can always drown our sorrows in the Butt and Oyster or walk around the boatyards here until the tide comes in again and reveals a different array of boats, a bit like the 'beaches' in Glacier Bay, SE Alaska, which with every tide displayed a new disbursement of icebergs (well, they did in 1977 when I was first there, but the glaciers have receeded since due to global warming, and now no longer leave their residue on the shore).

Catching the flash of sun in the cabin glass of this yacht was a lucky chance on this otherwise dull day.  And converting the picture into a digital 'watercolour' was a first for me - although it works reasonably well here, it's not a trick I intend to make much use of.
Solid oak frame for this 'watercolour'.

Solid oak frame for this 'watercolour'.

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