The sad, rotting hulls of days gone by. For them, time stands still. The Cimetière de bateaux, just outside the harbour at Noirmoutier-en-l'Île, is fully revealed at low tide and these ghostly remains come into their own. They seem to be saying "Don't forget us or what went before". An evocative place, this really feels like a graveyard and it's not hard to imagine you're surrounded by the spirits of the mariners and fishermen who worked these boats.
This is my first test of Premiere Pro, which I bought as an FCP switcher.
Music by Allan Matsov. Available here: istockphoto.com/stock-audio-10707519-space-blue.php