Friday, November 25, 2005


It had been raining for hours, but at dusk the sky cleared and the sun appeared briefly before its departure, golden and resplendent. As we breasted the dunes, the cold easterly wind played havoc with my hair and sought out the gaps in our many layers of clothing. We gasped, then laughed and ran down to the water's edge, the day's accumulated irritations blown away for a precious moment or two ....


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wonderful imagery!

7:47 pm  
Blogger zhoen said...

A walk on Crane Beach in November, bracing, searing, profoundly indelible memory.

10:31 pm  
Blogger leslee said...

Wonderful how nature can sometimes take us out of the knots in our little lives and open them up for awhile. Especially the seashore. Thanks for posting this.

1:16 pm  
Blogger Sonia said...

What a beautiful photo and poetic words! Your text is so well written, Mary! Always is a pleasure reading "A Breath of Air".

Unfortunately I don't write very well in English. I do my best and I am making many exercises online. Reading various blogs, commenting and writing on "Leaves of Grass" (arduousness, by the way) are improving my English.

Have a nice weekend!

4:40 pm  
Blogger MB said...

This is such a lovely photo, and lovely description to go with. Makes me wish I were there!

7:13 pm  
Blogger Gemma Grace said...

Sounds heavenly :) I can feel the nip of the wind on my face.

7:34 am  
Blogger Mary said...

Thank you everyone. Yes, it was really cold that day!

Leslee: you put it really well "somehow take us out of the knots in our little lives and open them up .." - exactly what I was trying to convey.

Sonia: if I could write in Portuguese half as well as you do in English, I would be very pleased indeed!

7:56 pm  

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