Islandmomma

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An Evening Stroll: Photo Essay

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One of the great things about being a dog owner (or is that being owned by a dog?) is the enforced exercise, though, honestly, do you need an excuse to walk along the shore here? I was brought up fairly close to the sea, and whenever I’ve been away from it I’ve missed it – a lot. Most days I thank the universe that I have this at the end of my street, makes up for a lot!

It had been a fine day for wind and kite surfers, but as dusk began to fall and the tide came in the waves were becoming gentler and this driftwood tossed up on the rock pools was caught in the sun's final rays.

It had been a fine day for wind and kite surfers, but as dusk began to fall and the tide came in the waves were becoming gentler and this driftwood tossed up on the rock pools was caught in the sun’s final rays.

At sunset the colors of the island skies aren't confined to the west. As if the spectacle is just too intense to contain in one place, the hues bleed along the horizon. This, looking almost east, through junipers which frame the walkway to the beach. The windsurfer just happened to speed past as I clicked!

At sunset the colors of the island skies aren’t confined to the west. As if the spectacle is just too intense to contain in one place, the hues bleed along the horizon. This, looking almost east, through junipers which frame the walkway to the beach. The windsurfer just happened to speed past as I clicked!

Turning the corner of the harbor wall to face west, there is a huge stone with a hefty iron cleet on top. Whether this was part of the original fishing village or a piece of art I can't honestly say.

Turning the corner of the harbor wall to face west, there is a huge stone with a hefty iron cleet on top. Whether this was part of the original fishing village or a piece of art I can’t honestly say.

My timing was good, the sun was just ducking below the low hills on the horizon.

My timing was good, the sun was just ducking below the low hills on the horizon.

The sun's rays were catching the tops of the waves as they rolled into the harbor to crash against the walls of the old bars alongside.

The sun’s rays were catching the tops of the waves as they rolled into the harbor to crash against the walls of the old bars alongside.

There was a lone fishermen hanging over the end of the harbor wall with a line out. Loved the way the rays  reflect of the wet wall.

There was a lone fishermen hanging over the end of the harbor wall with a line out. Loved the way the rays reflect off the wet wall.

As the tide rose the waves scuttled along the wall, and spray creamed back of the tops.

As the tide rose the waves scuttled along the wall, and spray creamed back off the tops.

And .... inevitably....the one where I wished I'd taken a different lens! How cool would it have been to catch that kite surfer closer up against the setting sun?

And …. inevitably….the one where I wished I’d taken a different lens! How cool would it have been to catch that kite surfer closer up against the setting sun?


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Author: islandmomma

Reinventing myself for my Third Age and lovin' it! Writing, photographing, blogging, traveling and learning more about our wonderful world.

6 thoughts on “An Evening Stroll: Photo Essay

  1. Lovely pictures of our common home town. I especially like the ‘experimental’ one :-) of the harbour wall. Just a few hours earlier I was one of the windsurfers enjoying the wind and waves there. As I walk the dog every morning I think, like you, how lucky we are to live here.

  2. Thank you, Richard! I often wonder if it’s you or Nikki I can see from afar! Austin took me out on a paddle board last week…..amazing fun, me sitting on the board, him paddling…..and I know it’s nothing like the stoke you guys get, but I did understand just a smidgin of it! Oh, glad you liked that photo. I liked it too, but wasn’t really sure if it was any good!

  3. My husband would absolutely love to right down the street from the shore. I love being by the water, too, but it’s his dream life. Lovely pictures of the beautiful scenes you get to see while walking your dog. :)

  4. I can’t imagine be too far away. I love mountains too, I’m never sure if I lived by a lake whether it would be the same. I’m not even a good swimmer, but I adore being by the ocean. One of my sons is a sailor (i.e.not in the navy, but sails and works on boats) and he is even more pasisonate, of course. Glad you like them. I used to do a tweet a day when I had a smart phone (stolen) of something I’d seen. Probably will do it again when I get my new phone!

  5. Beautiful pictures. Makes me want to get a dog ;)

    • Well, much a I love Trix and having taken a look at your blog just now I can’t see that your at the dog-owning place in your life right now :=) …… but then you don’t need a dog to take a walk, now, do you!

      Thank you for commenting I’m glad that you did because I found your blog – read just a little and will be back to read more very soon! – goodness knows how I missed you before because I see you are liked by folk I know! Thanks again!

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