Oh how I miss walking along a beach, finding driftwood treasures. The feel of sand grating between my toes. Sea-birds squawking. Waves slapping at the shore attempting to escape, only to be pulled back into the tide once again. Oh how I miss... I have been an expat living land-locked for the last 35 years. I left S. California in the mid 70's, and I guess it is obvious what I miss the most. Thanks for capturing the mood for me. R Out on a limb December 05, 2010 12:00 PM
Those creatures look like old pilings left behind from a long ago wharf. Robin, love how your posts always take me for a trip along memory lane! Popham Beach was a favorite destination for us when my daughter was just a little girl. Lovely photograph! ~karen
KaHolly, Thanks! And indeed, those are pilings from a wharf long ago used to recieve the ferry from across the harbor and passenger ships loaded with Victorian era summer folk. I'm sure you knew that! RRR
I'm catching up; this is a peaceful scene and I returned to it after the turbulence in your previous post. Deeply moving, this struggle to preserve life from what would destroy it - inside or outside. Your final image - red cabbage, I think - captured the swirling contradictions and transformed something ordinary into something provocative and imaginative.
Oh how I miss walking along a beach, finding driftwood treasures. The feel of sand grating between my toes. Sea-birds squawking. Waves slapping at the shore attempting to escape, only to be pulled back into the tide once again. Oh how I miss...
ReplyDeleteI have been an expat living land-locked for the last 35 years. I left S. California in the mid 70's, and I guess it is obvious what I miss the most.
Thanks for capturing the mood for me. R
Out on a limb
December 05, 2010 12:00 PM
Thank you, OOAL. There is no finer compliment for an image than when it evokes a mood for viewer.
ReplyDeleteDesolate yet a peaceful scene. But what are those creatures in the water?
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FusunA
December 05, 2010 12:29 PM
Those creatures look like old pilings left behind from a long ago wharf. Robin, love how your posts always take me for a trip along memory lane! Popham Beach was a favorite destination for us when my daughter was just a little girl. Lovely photograph! ~karen
ReplyDeleteKaHolly, Thanks! And indeed, those are pilings from a wharf long ago used to recieve the ferry from across the harbor and passenger ships loaded with Victorian era summer folk. I'm sure you knew that! RRR
ReplyDeleteI'm catching up; this is a peaceful scene and I returned to it after the turbulence in your previous post. Deeply moving, this struggle to preserve life from what would destroy it - inside or outside. Your final image - red cabbage, I think - captured the swirling contradictions and transformed something ordinary into something provocative and imaginative.
ReplyDeletejust that picture made me feel calm and excited. weird combination.
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