This is a magnificent beach in Sejerø Bugt in Kattegat. It’s called Gudmindrup. But don’t tell anyone. Keep it as a secret 🙂
The sea was our main entertainment. When company came, we set them before it on rugs, with thermoses and sandwiches and colored umbrellas, as if the water – blue, green, gray, navy or silver as it might be – were enough to watch. ~ Sylvia Plath
What does the cup of ocean hold? Glory of purple and glint of gold; Tenderest greens and heavenly blue, Shot with the sunlight through and through; Wayward ripples that idly roam. Tumbling breakers with gallant foam; Sands and pebbles that chase and slide; Mystic currents that softly glide; Mighty spell of the ages old, This does the cup of ocean hold…
Even if you never have the chance to see or touch the ocean, the ocean touches you with every breath you take, every drop of water you drink, every bite you consume. Everyone, everywhere is inextricably connected to and utterly dependent upon the existence of the sea. by Sylvia Earle
When summer approaches outdoor activities increase around us.
Sail boats are being rigged, fishing boats land their catch, children are playing in the water and a single angler gives an interview to hannaswalk.
Only one roll with the fishing rod and dinner was secured 🙂
When summer approaches life starts all over again ❤