Down to the sea, again

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

Sea Fever, by John Masefield

Our south coast beaches are among my favorite places to commune with nature; or, in the height of tourist season, to commingle with the madding crowd. Yesterday, we did a little of both. The sun was shrouded, and PCH was crowded, but we took our picnic dinner down the water anyway.

Sad to say, these photographs don’t do their subjects much justice. But they call me back to a wonderful evening, so they’re treasures to me, nonetheless.

22 Comments

  1. Lovely…I need to get to the sea sometime this year. I hope we an swing it! Thanks for the loveliness…almost as good as being there 🙂

    • Ah Jama, you’ve got lots of fond beach memories, I’m guessing! Tell me those stories, someday, tell me with all your senses. 🙂

      Every beach is unique, and I’d love to spend my whole lifetime exploring them.

  4. Great photo’s you captured. We have lots of sand but it is 600 miles from the ocean. I will have to try to capture the sandy beaches we have. I loved the Archway to the Ocean. You always seem to capture the “right photo”.

    • I would love to see photos of your sandy beaches! Yes, please post them if you can.

      I’m thinking about taking a digital photography class/seminar. I believe I can do better with a little bit of guided practice. But thanks for the compliment. I like showing my friends what I’m seeing in my world, even if the images are wonky or blurry.

    • I remember that, Kelly. Some poems have timeless appeal, just like the ocean. 🙂

      And I’m wondering this morning if some of your affinity for poetry may have been borne of your grandmother’s influence….

      • Could be. She didn’t regularly spout poetry, but she had a few committed to memory and framed in her house. My grandfather was big on stories and songs and short rhyming poems. I know for a fact I was writing poetry before I was 8, so it’s kind of an “always been part of me” thing. And all the years as a music major (including doing lots of choral works and art songs) helped.

  9. Great photos Melodye! I love the Scattered Sunshine one and the Archway to the Sea. The Tangle of Trees looks very inviting… I’d love to be sitting halfway up where it begins to bow out. What are the flowers in all of them?

    • The archway to the ocean is bouganvillia. The star-shaped white flowers under the tangled trees is natal plum. In the picture of yellow and pink flowers together, the yellow flowers are honeysuckle, but I don’t know what the pink flowers are. And “scattered sunshine”…hmmm, I’m not sure about that either.

      I so wish you could have taken in the scenery and ocean smells with me!

    • The archway to the ocean is bouganvillia. The star-shaped white flowers under the tangled trees is natal plum. In the picture of yellow and pink flowers together, the yellow flowers are honeysuckle, but I don’t know what the pink flowers are. And “scattered sunshine”…hmmm, I’m not sure about that either.

      I so wish you could have taken in the scenery and ocean smells with me!

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