Farewell Summer and an ode to clumsiness. My journey back to the sea and a poem

Some impressions of my recent trip to the sea and a moody poem inspired by the Ocean.

First... what's going on? so many posts today?

After such quiet while suddenly you post several times? It was a little mistake editing due to being tired.

So after a month of not posting suddenly I seem to be posting all at once? Sorry for my clumsiness I simply edited the
posts wrongly on multiple windows...Apparently this is my day for clumsiness... so you get a bit of "too much of me" all of a sudden. I've posted several times and obviously I'm tired and heading out to bed blushing but I'm going to make up for it with a series of pictures from last Tuesday, a sneak peak of a video I'm making. So at least they are all different posts now that I would have preferred to schedule better.

Return to the sea

I was born in an oceanic island, La Palma (Canary Islands) but I live now inland... Still I miss the ocean so much... It has taken me one year though to return to salty waters... The foam and spray helped me so much. This beach is Zumaia one of famous "Games of Thrones" locations. Sea water is warmer than the usual river ponds were I bathe now. As I explained some posts before this Summer has been a "challenge" for me and it's been kind of a healing journey.

Amphitrite was the wife of Poseidon, Greek God of the seas... one of the many Nereids (Ocean Nymphs). Are there legends of water spirits in your area?

Venus, representation of "Womanhood" was also born from Sea foam

The first book I ever read was a compilation of Hans Christian Andersen tales including The Little Mermaid I always found tragic how she ended up becoming sea foam, but it was also a tale of transformation

I spent hours and hours last Tuesday... absolutely mesmerized as the low tide grew back in and covered all the exposed Flysch (a special geological formation). We stayed until sunset, when the seagulls joined the moody skies to greet us.

The Sentinel (Poem)

So here I little poem I wrote

When the winding path leads my weary feet back to the shore
and the tidal waves are lifting as they make the oceans roar
as they lash against the rocks
and the seagulls are squalling over my head
against clouds moving swiftly
Then If you ask me to ride on the foamy edge
and get caught in the undertow
I will carry with me your unspoken vows
and dive to hide them deep
fathoms below

So that was all for today...

sorry for the multiple posting, It was my mistake due to being tired but I hope you have enjoyed them all

Blessings

Pris

All pictures of me by @hedac last Tuesday

And now ready to face what's coming...

Location: Zumaia Flysch

Finally here a mosaic of impressions of that day where you can appreciate the amazing geological formations in the Guipuzcoan Coast that lead down into the sea, formed through the erosive action of water and movements of land over the course of 50 million years, in fact they include fossil evidence of the massive extinction of the dinosaurs due to a meteorite. These whimsical have always been of interest to geologists on account of their fossil remains. The cliffs are impressive and the Flysch is only exposed at low tide so you must plan your visit accordingly not to be trapped by the tides. Overall an amazing day.

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