At dawn today, I was walking along the beach at Filey. It was low tide and the sun had just risen over Flamborough Head. In front of of me, I saw a man digging for lugworms in the exposed sands. Later, no doubt, he would be using the worms as fishing bait. They are much prized by sea anglers but it takes furious digging to bag just a few of them.
I sensed the possibility of a fine photograph. So intent on his mission was the digger that he seemed unaware of my presence or perhaps he simply chose to ignore me. I snapped five pictures in quick succession but after editing them, this one emerged as my prizewinner.
Digging is a noble, worthwhile and worldwide activity. It has figured in many paintings and writings. I was conscious of that as I clicked my camera's button. And there the man is bent double upon those sands in the middle of November, a hundred miles from here.
More from our short break tomorrow.
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