Everything is Permuted

The wet weather persists, keeping me - and the foxes - under cover. Occasionally though I think I see a glimpse of blue in the sky and this afternoon I risked the short trip to Rottingdean. I left home in sunshine and arrived a few minutes later in rain. It was intermittent (the winds move it on quickly enough), and I went down to the beach to investigate. It wasn't crowded, but a surprising number of people were out enjoying the bracing sea air; a fair few had cameras too.

It wasn't the sea crashing high into the sea-wall that was attracting the attention of the snappers. It was this... sea foam.





There were piles of the foam scattered along the beach, seemingly migrating in the wind and flying into everything in its path. It was job to keep the camera lens clear. On days like today it's more or less essential to use a filter (easier to clean, and if there is any damage it's a lot cheaper to replace a filter than a lens).





Strange stuff indeed, but naturally occurring. And while that's the most I've ever seen it falls some way short of this example from Australia. Now that's a lot of foam.

With the winds so high the birds were generally keeping away from the shore, though a cormorant wandered in a little closer than they do usually.
Cormorant

And yes, I did take a few photos of the sea. I couldn't really not.





Camera note: all shots taken with the Canon 40D and EF 100-400mm f/4.5-5.6L USM IS lens and UV filter.