Incoming

The Bitches and I, and M, when he's not in college, are pretty regular visitors to Sandymount Beach in Dublin -- summer, winter, rain, shine, wind, hail et al.  (Not so great for the car upholstery, but v good for the soul.)  When the tide is fully out, you can walk up to a couple of miles across the tidal flat to reach the water's edge.  I took this video a couple of weeks ago when said tide was on its way in -- thankfully I had on my trusty Hunter wellies (shout out to my brother and his wife for this most excellent Christmas present.)  

The opening shot of the water filling in across the sand would almost be creepy -- in a "Final Destination, you can't escape Death" sort of way -- were it not for the lounge muzak soundtrack and maniacally happy canines.