The incident of the plastic honeycombs washing up on Thiruvanmyur beach
14th October morning. Around 745 am It was raining on and off, so I decided to head out to the beach, as I knew low tide was around 845 this morning, and I love walking during low tide on the beach front. The rain had kept many walkers away, and for a moment I experienced that wonderful feeling of being alone and surrounded only by waves, the gentle hiss of the receding foam, wet sands, cool breeze and cloudy skies. A tern flew by low over the water, north to south, and fishing boats were in the horizon. However, the weather had not deterred the photo shooting couples and their camera teams, and I dodged my way around them as I began walking. A large Sunset Siliqua and many bits of colourful shell were embedded in the sands. A crow pecked hopefully at a closed mussel but to no avail. Ghost crabs scuttled in and out of their holes. There was the usual human-made debris - from poop, to lost slippers, empty glass bottles, cut onions, flowers and thermocol bits...
