Cast Aways

If ropes could tell a story, what would this off cut have to say?

You find all sorts along the shore, and I always like to take photographs of what I find ans today was no different. Here are a few photographs from our stroll by the sea.

Stone Mix

I love the variety of stones here, with every variety of colour and shape and mostly rounded by the roll and tumble of the Atlantic ocean washing into Galway Bay.

I love the coast. I love the breeze, the sand under my feet, the vibe and mood of the people you meet and going for a swim regardless of what season it is. Today's swim was really refreshing.

The sea always reminds of this poem by James Reeves:

The sea is a hungry dog,
Giant and grey.
He rolls on the beach all day.
With his clashing teeth and shaggy jaws
Hour upon hour he gnaws
The rumbling, tumbling stones,
And 'Bones, bones, bones, bones! '
The giant sea-dog moans,
Licking his greasy paws.

And when the night wind roars
And the moon rocks in the stormy cloud,
He bounds to his feet and snuffs and sniffs,
Shaking his wet sides over the cliffs,
And howls and hollos long and loud.

But on quiet days in May or June,
When even the grasses on the dune
Play no more their reedy tune,
With his head between his paws
He lies on the sandy shores,
So quiet, so quiet, he scarcely snores.

These photos are all my own captured on my Samsung Smartphone

Thanks as always for stopping by everyone.

Peace Out