The rusty iron makes it to the end of the week day 7. My grand daughter and I went down to the beach before her online lessons and we both played around with the sand this time. I wish I had more time to experiment with a little bit of zigzagging perhaps and different angles but time was running out and I was very conscious of the people around me! I was afraid of being picked up by men in white overalls.
This is a composite of the same shot. Although my primary image in my mind was of the iron doing its work on the wavy sand, when I looked at the final shot it reminded me of a convoy of warships.
