Pick a word from five, or choose all of them if you like, says Paula at Lost in Translation for her Thursday Special. The choices are, innate, protuberant, fluorescent, rectangular and interspersed. She has five great shots, my favourite of which is fluorescent. I intended to use rectangular, but then scrolling through for ideas, I realised how interspersed these photos of Dawlish Warren are.
The brown, wintery sea at the Warren is interspersed with white foam,
The beach is interspersed with groins.
and people, and on the other coast at Exmouth the view is interspersed with houses, trees, seaside entertainment venues.
Two wild dogs at Exmouth today.
George and Flora are 18 weeks old now and a real handful. Off the lead they’re very good at recall, on the lead, Flora is a darling but George is really hard work!
Layla and Mma went paddling today
Yesterday I admired Jo’s lovely beach photos and commented that I haven’t been to the beach for ages. Then, after lunch the sun came out, there was a perfect blue sky for a while, it just had to be grabbed, Exmouth called. We were there in twenty minutes,
The only problem was,
like an army of ants, everyone else was there as well!
But Lindy and the dogs just chilled.
The dogs and I got wet feet, and fun was had by all.
Last call, as Rommel would say.
I went to the coast today, this is what I saw
and this is what I was inspired to write.
They stand tense in the knowledge
that feet giving way
would trap twist betray
one distracting sound that might pierce
the rage of ocean on rock
to knock them like dominoes.
each yearn to go further
to be the brave stepper
cheering risk taking surfers
while surreptitiously wondering
would the sea turn red
if instead of a wave
a skull breaks on the strand
If you’re three years old and the beaches near home are grotty shingle, when you feel sand between your toes for the first time, it can be quite overwhelming, you have to pause and take it all in.
Especially if you’ve just met a life sized dinosaur and been on a train for the first time ever.
But when you’re one and a half, it’s still a bit mesmerising, but if daddy’s there to throw you up to the sky,
then everything is really good fun!
For her Thursday special the week, Paula is trying something different, a list of five words to choose from to base a photo on. I’ve chosen transience. To be honest, I might be back again, because I like most of the words.
I spotted this on the beach yesterday.
We are just a blink of the eye.