I was sat on Pett Level beach one afternoon late last summer. The tide was coming in, so too was a sea mist. Fairlight hill was slowly becoming obscured by it. The mist veiled the sun replacing vibrant colours with muted ones. The groynes turned into silhouettes. It was calm and relaxing watching the changing light.

With each wave lapping on the beach, the groynes were slipping slowly under water. I took this photo at that moment.