15°C, no wind, no cloud either.
Spectacular weather, not a cloud right down to the horizon. Even the usual haze near the horizon was minimal.

We watched two men on horseback ride by. One said “he’s going” and they broke into a gallop. As they thundered and chuffed by, the sound echoed. The echo was strange, it twanged in one direction, at a right angle to the sand ripples. They must have picked up the sounds at wavelengths that match the ripples in the photo.

Long shadows near to sunset cart long shadows. Even small surface forms stand out. This part of the beach reminds me of a fingerprint. If I get time later, I will run part of this site through a fingerprint reader.
Oh, hold on. I don’t have one.