The wind was so strong, I could barely stand up. In fact I couldn’t even think! So I battled round the headland where the cliff offered some welcome reprieve. Then I spotted the way a piece of seaweed, embedded at one end and loose on the other, was being sent spinning round by the wind, forming these perfect circles. Capturing the seaweed in different positions made it seem as though the clock was ticking! Which of course, it always is.