Nancy Merrill is hosting a photo challenge. The theme this week: A Photo a Week Challenge – On the Horizon
IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO OF HORIZONS (PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL, OR OTHERWISE).
Walking along the boardwalk one day in late October.
Late morning. Sun is shining. The beach is deserted.
Found a seat on an empty bench.
What a sight.
Banks of fluffy white clouds cushioning the horizon…
…where ocean meets the sky.
Nancy Merrill is hosting a photo challenge. The theme this week:
A Photo a Week Challenge – Blue
IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO THAT FEATURES THE COLOR BLUE.
Blue is one of those colors that soothe. And calm.
(which makes me wonder why it is also a description for sadness…)
About 10 years ago, my husband and I went on a cruise to Bermuda for our 30th anniversary. Blue was everywhere! Impossible not to relax.
This photo was taken from the back (the stern?) of the ship…in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
Needless to say, we had perfect weather!
Here is where I want to be:
It has been raining for 2 days; puddles and small lakes forming everywhere I look out my windows. The grass disappearing underneath. The sun hiding behind stubborn clouds.
As soon as it clears and the sun comes out…and it warms up a bit, that’s where I’ll go. My favorite place to walk. It fills me up; its peace, its soothing sounds – the ultimate room with no doors, no walls – infinite space. There is power in the ocean – an energy, a purpose. The tide goes in and goes out. Predictable. Not much in life is that predictable.
Often I pass by small children digging holes – trying frantically to avoid the waves that ultimately wash away their castles. Joggers of all shapes and sizes. Dogs run and jump despite the “no dogs allowed” signs. Couples pose for selfies; the ocean at their backs. A lone walker will stop and stare at the horizon. And nobody bothers her. I get it. It is hypnotizing and calming and energizing all at the same time.
Seagulls run up and down the sand. They stop. They look around, shake their heads as if bored. Same old, same old.
