Flat Wrack at Fermoyle

It was tranquil at Fermoyle on the Dingle Peninsula. Hardly a soul on the long sandy part of the beach, and only a solitary angler on the red rocky promontory at the western end. Vast swathes of short fruiting seaweeds clung to the rocks at the water’s edge, where the only sound breaking the stillness was the water gently lapping on the shore, while the seaweed danced slowly to the rhythm of the waves.

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