Debris.

A solitary buck follows the tractor tracks through the barley field down to the sea. We can just glimpse his head and ears as he runs. This is the third time we've seen the youngster since we returned from York. Is he making his own way in the world or has he become separated from the small herd that calls these coastal fields  home ?

In town a few remaining signs of the weekends festivities.

Beer and champagne bottles outside chapel hint that this is where the party revelers had their last stand.

On a window sill some unopened cans of a  Mango and Strawberry flavoured soft drink with a mysterious  'Popping Boba' ingredient. What is 'Popping Boba ?' You know you're getting old when even soft drinks become unrecognizable. From the description I can only imagine it must be like drinking frog spawn tea. 'The Font' ( unhelpfully ) points out that this is yet another sign I'm turning into my grandfather.

A blast from the past on the radio this morning . It must have been a revolutionary sound when the song was first released :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NN2L84dvoag

Ghanaian funerals :https://amp.cnn.com/cnn/style/ghana-funerals-coffin-dancers-regula-tschumi

A quick burst of Mozart :https://youtu.be/FZ6vUVT6HTM?list=OLAK5uy_mbJhnsm67o5vmhSy06F5nuCrMjhYTAv_k

Someone said this was a place to escape the heat of Manhattan : https://thesixbellshotel.com/

'The' summer exhibition :https://www.museegranet-aixenprovence.fr/en/homepage