Mark Cocker on salt marshes

Created over decades in silt layer by the high tide, saltmarsh is as niggardly a landscape as its name connotes. There’s no primary colour, contour, built structure – except the odd wrecked ship with its rotting vestige of human story – and no trees.

A lovely piece in The Guardian today. Squelched over them the other day... Writing about them today, although not quite as eloquently as this.

Image: Alan Parkinson, Stiffkey saltmarsh, Norfolk