the fluke (possibly more commonly known as flounders). I don't know if people still go fluke treading in the bay but it was a method of catching them by feeling for them with ones feet and then grabbing hold of them by head, gills and tail. I've never fished in my life but have in the past waded across the silty channels of Morecambe Bay and suddenly felt something stir under my feet which made me and it move a whole lot faster, a very strange experience, and I'm never sure who is panicking more me, or the fish.
Here flying into view is one of our feathered friends.
These wooden sculptures along the promenade are relatively recent and I wonder what they look now amongst the summer planting rather than the rather restricted cover of spring They are all the creation of Andy Levy wood sculptor who works with both traditional tools and chainsaw carving.
A fondness for fish in the artistic sense has also just appeared locally as mosaics on the Haverigg foreshore but the sunlight was in the wrong direction for photography. No problem, I'm just grateful that the sun is making an appearance after a less than stellar summer. I contented myself with taking an image of this rather charming
fishy embellishment on the new Haverigg information board.
An entry to ABC Wednesday, a journey through the alphabet, this week sojourning at F here
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