So there I am, on the beach at West Wittering (near Chichester Harbour, SE England), one of my favourite locations. And there I am using an ultra-wide zoom and bent double to get as much as possible of the foreground, lining up a shot of the sun, the beach groynes, and the reflections/patterns in the sand. Almost there and then there is this Mum with her kids and one of the kids runs into shot and drops his bucket. ’Bother’, I thought, or words a bit like that and waited for him to pick it up. And waited, and waited and was about to ask Mum if I could move the bucket, when I realised that though it was not the shot that I had planned; it was better.  Moral of the story … don’t get too fixated on what you intend to photograph; try and observe the opportunities that are there. Think, always, think.

And I love the blue of the sky, the patterns and light in the sand, the bright sun, the dark groynes; and the bucket, well the bucket kind of pulls it all together.