I have always loved the beach, enjoying the slight saltiness of the breeze, walking on the sand and the rhythmic "chant" of the waves upon the shore.
So I took advantage of an afternoon low tide to stroll along Spanish banks. Fair weather had brought out many others and a brisk breeze had attracted a few kite fliers.
As I walked I thought of my Dad, who died this month in 2006, and how he would have loved this walk and was reminded of a favorite poem of his:
Sea Fever by John Masefield (from Salt-Water Ballads, 1902) I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life, | |
So come along with me .............as I go down to the sea.
Many ships were at anchor in the English bay and many a few sailing boats were taking advantage of the wind for a brisk sail. I found lots of things to interest me and occupy my camera. And of course there were quite a variety of birds interested in what the low tide had uncovered.
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I think I mentioned last week that I had started on a new series of paintings with a sea shore theme.
Here is the first in that series, a watercolour, called "Shell Colour 1":
For more information on this and to see more of my original art follow this link: GillianOlsonArt
Thank you for dropping by, Happy Whimsy Wednesday, until next week .................
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