The weather has been changing a lot lately. April fulfills her reputation 😊
We went off to the sea, but before we left home we checked the chill factor – and put on an extra layer.
They sat there on the beach in a row, people. The sun was shining, but a strong, icy cold wind was coming from the north. I couldn’t help but thinking how the sea saw the row on the beach. As if a sea can see?
They sat wrapped in blankets. The blankets they should have been sitting on. But they stayed. Just a little bit more.
The sea was unfolding its ever-changing canvas, and they could miss something:
A lovely cloud, a sharply delineated ship on the horizon, the screaming seabirds or the patrol of the oystercatchers. The sound when a wave breaks on the reef, or a nice ripple on the seventh wave.
It’s not a goodbye, but see you later ❤
My small collection of beach photos illustrate the ever-changing canvas
Leave Nothing But Your Footprint ❤ Happy Walk
“Have you ever seen
in your life
than the way the sun,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone — …”
The Sun by Mary Oliver
One fine November evening
Én af de fineste november aftener ved Inderbredning i Isefjorden