A Maine writer & artist on sabbatical in England
So beautiful. The ocean and its constant breeze always seemed to rejuvenate me. Between you and Les I get happy about seeing the ocean as we sure don't have it here.
A lovely presentation Sarah. I am especially drawn to your second image. You make what could seem lonely and barren beautiful. Something like what you do to a bare, blank page I imagine.
Those photos took my breath. I love the beauty and power in that which is stripped bare. Winter and also the desert landscape do that so well. That last photo feels like a scene in a novel where the protagonist must walk into the raw unknown.
I bet Scout loves this too!A barebones, austere,cold beach.Bliss......and wonderful photos,Sarah.
Beautiful photos, Sarah.When I read about the evening glazing ice with fire, the idea reminded me of a poem recited by Bella at the beginning of the "Eclipse" movie of the Twilight saga. I love the poem: "Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice.From what I've tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice."Robert Frost
For some strange reason, Sarah, I commented on this post twice today and my feedback hasn't come on yet. There's something wrong with blogger, ever since they changed the word verification. I've heard other bloggers complaining, too.Anyway, what I wrote in a previous comment. It's true that the moon picks up from the where the sun leaves off, but that sunset you photographed is almost a joint enterprise. Many thanks.Greetings from London. Here's hoping this time my comment will appear.
Tina, I enjoyed Les’s seascapes too.Bonnie, that was my favorite too. It was even better in person, seeing the empty beach and sky all around me, frosted with snow. I like your metaphor very much.Tricia, it did feel rather bleak and beautiful all at once.Elizabeth, yes, Scout was on that walk too.Petra, well done! I was referencing that very same poem of Frost’s. He’s my favorite poet (but Twilight not so much). Thank for pasting it in.ACIL, I’m so sorry for the trouble you had posting. I’ve had so many spam comments titled “Anonymous” that those get sent directly to my spam filter without auto publishing. I was out all day and offline so didn’t see this until now. I also do not like the new double word verification either. I’m sure you are not alone as my comments are half or a third of what they used to be. Thanks for persevering.
It is somewhat bleak, the colors are constrained, but I love the beach in winter.
Beautiful images--both in photos and in words, Sarah. I especially loved the image of the sun "melting winter." Seeing the ocean is a rare treat for me, and I've never seen it in the winter at all, so these are especially intriguing photos to me.The word verfication is so annoying, but I also just turned mine back on after receiving a strange comment on my last three posts. I've wondered, too, if this is deterring some people from leaving comments. I'm pretty sure there have been times when I've hit "publish" and gone off to another page, not realizing my comment didn't get published at all because I didn't type in the right words!
Wonderful winter images!
you always capture the beach in all its glory, but that last image took my breath away; it left me feeling a deep sense of peace.
Dog gone it.We didn't really have a winter.73 degrees today.
What a beautiful sequence. I loved it. I had Frosts poem right away. But alas someone already took my lines. Oh well....
Awesome photos, Sarah.
Truly beautiful in amazing images and poetry. Stunning Sarah! You live is such a gorgeous part of the world. I love "Wind strips away daily concerns." and the image you show with the words. Lovely.
Ahhh, since reading your blog I have become completely enamored with Maine. It has become an absolute must see! You've captured my imagination!
I love these photos--I'm not ready for winter to be over. But everywhere I look here in Georgia, daffodils are blooming. Tiny buds on the trees. Yellow and purple flowers.
I love that! I love how you combine your poetry with your photos perfectly. What talent you have.
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