They say that a rising tide gathers no moss. Or is that the rolling stone? Anyway – if that rising tide keeps rising, what happens to boats firmly moored and anchored to the harbor bed?

Off Suomenlinna, Helsinki
The fishing fleet at Killibegs, Donegal, Ireland. August 2006
Loviisa, Finland

 

 

 

Josie Holford

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