Those of you down the shore with your surplus of white sand may not have experienced the rare joy of a moon tide on a cobble beach. Once we had a sand bar off Windrock, but except for these extreme low tides we don't get to see it anymore. Littoral drift and the return of the eel grass have together changed the contour and composition inshore.
But last weekend, two islands of sand rose from the sea and for the space of an hour there were drip castles and moats and turrets and a coliseum filled with jellyfish and hermit crabs to delight the young and old.
My cousin Margaret caught this image of my daughter Emily and the largest of the drip castles.