My beach has been reduced today; reduced by the lowered sky, reduced by the high tide.
Reduced until it is now just a narrow strip of rock and sand between cliff and sea. If it weren't for the relative stillness of the sea, I'd fear for my safety. Quiet though it may be, the sea is steadily creeping closer still.
Trying to see into the distance yields little and even what there is has lost some of its reality, so my eyes turn downward and keep watch on the advancing wavelets. They are almost polite about their advance but relentless.
I began to notice the gifts they bring with them. Little piles of baubles and trinkets of the organic and inorganic.
I save a few especially pretty ones in my camera to show you.
At some point, when the waves have finally reached the cliff, the sea will have covered all of them again. It will shuffle them, discard what it chooses and rearrange what it likes on a later beach.
Who knows what I'll find then?
-djf
What a smorgasbord of shells and treasures from the sea! I enjoyed myself so much despite the high tide and low skies!
ReplyDeleteYour pictures were so vivid that I could almost feel the water. Your words brought it to life even more. The beach is beautiful even in overcast weather. Lovely and special. McKenzie
ReplyDeleteI loved the videos. You are really getting good at those. The birds were adorable and very tame to get so close. The water was so vivid that I could almost feel it. Your words brought the scene to life even more. Lovely writing. The beach is beautiful even in overcast skies. McKenzie
ReplyDeleteThanks McKenzie.
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