On Saturday we went down to Rye Harbour - to walk, and to take a couple of photographs to Morgan and Peter who keep the Avocet Gallery and Tearoom - one of our favourite places. The cakes there have to be the best ever, anywhere, and they always have lovely things to look at. I see they got a write-up in Coast magazine this month - well-deserved.
The walk was very special, because by chance, we had arrived at the highest point of one of those extra-high tides - a spring tide? The landscape was transformed, and instead of progressing along a river, the boats on their way up and down the harbour channel to the sea looked as though they were sailing over a lake. When we reached the sea, Camber Sands had vanished - just a narrow strip by the dunes was left.
To make things even more romantic, there was a sailing boat race, and there was a very unusual light - the weather was just about to crack into blazing sun.
Then we went down to the Old Town for Fish and chips. Saw this strange knitted bicycle - maybe a left-over from Coastal Currents?
Weather is now wonderful and sunny. Have done a lot of gardening, planting bulbs mostly, but have also made a new flower bed.
Philosopher has re-stained the art shed.
Went to WI meeting last night - we iced and decorated little Christmas cakes. Cue Battleaxe to be totally useless! Still I brought my effort home and Philosopher ate it all up. I hope his cast iron stomach mechanisms are still in place from when he'd have to eat similar sticky, misshapen, grubby, much fingered offerings from our kids!