On a sunless day in February the seaward shore of Walney Island is bleak and cold, so cold that if to operate your camera you must first remove your gloves you'll have about five minutes before your fingers stop working. On a rising tide and with a strong wind blowing only a myriad oyster catchers were braving the elements. And me. It was exhilarating.
I hadn't set out to shiver on the Cumbrian coast, but had found myself not so very far away while running a long distance errand for my daughter. And I simply couldn't resist the pull of the sea, even in winter. Could you? Before there's a next time however - and it's almost certain there will be as said daughter is relocating to the area - I need to knit myself a pair of photographer's convertible mitts with flip tops, because my fingerless Runrig's just didn't cut the mustard in such Arctic conditions!
It's going to be most discombobulating, having my darling girl such a long way from home. We are well on the way to becoming empty nesters, the Mr and me, but not a one of our fledglings has flown far, until now. But her moving will furnish me with a wonderful excuse to head north to The Lakes more often. And she and I are already planning summer meetups in the topiary gardens at Levens Hall, a place we both love. (Have you been there? If not and you get the chance to visit do go, the topiary is amazing, magical even!)
Changes are afoot for other members of my family too, and not all for the better. But, as Heraclitus so famously said, "Life is flux". And Thomas Hardy said it too*, "So do flux and reflux - the rhythm of change - alternate and persist in everything under the sky"? I kinda like that, I almost find it comforting. All things change, but if we embrace the inevitability of change, and the changes that occur, and look for the silver linings, how much easier and richer life becomes!
Can you tell I do a lot of thinking when I walk by the sea?! How about you? Where do you think best?
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I looked for a heart shaped pebble to photograph in situ for Valentine's Day, but despite filling my pockets with interesting beachy finds a pebble heart proved as elusive as a four-leaf clover. So I will just have to settle for wishing you and your sweetie a fun-filled February 14th!