Hi V ... We were taking an early walk on the beach. The tide was out. The sea was calm. In the distance a man stood peering along a pole pointed at the sun. Then, with precision, with a rake like tool, a single tong on one side, several on the other, he made a mark in the sand and proceeded to walk backwards in an ever widening circle dragging his implement behind him. This was his art, his ode to the sun, the sand and the sea ... J.