September, you are doing great. We are enjoying the wonderful days of yours ❤
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer.
– Author Unknown
Today is a cold rainy day in August. In fact, it could easily have been a day in November.
I was looking through my own pictures to match the light of Joaquín Sorolla’s wonderful paintings.
But I decided to deviate, with this summer image back in June 2015, where people were wearing overcoats.
Just like today 😀
The light on a Danish beach, Bellevue, 8. June, 2015.
After Bathing, date 1915. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
The Fisherman, date 1904. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
Time for a Bathe, Valencia, date 1909. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
Valencian Fisherman, date 1895. Spanish painter and university teacher, Joaquín Sorolla
“A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing,
and the lawn mower is broken.”
– James Dent
Fierce gusts made it difficult for me to keep my balance – on the ground 🤣
But some surfers had a tremendous play with waves.
Several were captured by the wind and hang for a moment what looked like 3 to 4 meters above the sea.
A person should go out on the water on a fine day to a small distance from a beautiful coast, if he would see Nature really smile. Never does she look so delightful, as when the sun is brightly reflected by the water, while the waves are gently rippling, and the prospect receives life and animation from the glancing transit of an occasional row-boat, and the quieter motion of a few small vessels. But the land must be well in sight; not only for its own sake, but because the immensity and awfulness of a mere sea-view would ill accord with the other parts of the glittering and joyous scene.
~ Augustus William Hare
Do you think he intends to take a swim, I asked dubious. We stood as frozen, literally.
An old man wearing a bathrobe came walking towards us. He limped heavily and had difficulty keeping his balance.
He headed for the bathing bridge. We greeted each other, and I asked for his venture.
I’m going for a swim! It stimulates the body. We glanced in awe as he disappeared in the ice cold sea. We stood guard, unsolicited until he was safely back on the bridge 😊
Don’t let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.