MEMORIES IN THE SAND.
From darkened shadows do I roam, contented in this tranquil moment as the gentle sea chases the golden horizon and light fills the landscape on this beautiful canvas before me. Hands in pockets, collar to the breeze, shielding my flesh from the cooling airflow that has my every sinew alive and tingling to the elements, I lean against the aged wooden strut of the pier, nostrils sensing the aroma of the seaweed and salt water as I watch Mother sun rise from her sleepy slumber.
October already. So soon the months fly by like butterfly's on the winds of fate. I walked these shores as a headstrong teenager, adrenalin fuelled and pumped with cheap ideas and false bravado in a world that knew little how to contain my euphoria, my lust for life. I loved the very bones of this shoreline way back then, when hopes and dreams ran hand in hand within the library of my soul, taking the odd tumble here and hen, clattering into the dust covered cabinets before picking themselves up and running gaily once more. Circumstance and twists of fate, avenues taken though ill advised and decisions taken none too lightly spiced with the pain of loss, the inner peace that love can bring, regret, remorse, perhaps a blush or two as some memories make me smile and laugh out loud.
My hair is grey and course to the touch, and eyes don't focus as accurately as once they did, and yet here I stand on the shoreline that has captivated me so many years, and still my heart is a flutter, my veins pumped and coursing with anticipation to the beat of life. From boy to man I've stood and watched this land of the rising sun, and still she enslaves my heart, she captivates and ensnares me so.
Written November 22nd 2010
Photograph taken on October 10th 2010 at 0629am in Southend on sea, England.
Nikon D700 65mm 1/200s f/13.0 isoLo.1
Nikkor 24-120mm f/ . Manfrotto 055XPro carbon fibre tripod & Manfrotto 804RC2 3-way head. Nikon ML-3 infra red remote control.