Wednesday, 15 July 2015

From the pen of Derick Thomson

"Bayble bay below me, and the village on the skyline...."

".... the eternal action of the ocean, its seeking and its searching between the pebble stones and in the rock crannies under the sand of the cove; the everlasting movement of the village, death and christening, praying and courting, and a thousand hearts swelling and sinking, and here, the plover runs and stops, and runs and stops."

Derick Thomson


  1. What a nice soft visit. I love that view with the garden in front!!!

  2. Perfect marriage - beautiful poem, wonderful photos. xoxox Carol/DeeDee

  3. Runs and stops, yes that describes a plover exactly so!
    Could one of those houses across the bay belong to Pat? Love this photo!
    And the sunset one makes me long to go there!

  4. What a beautiful, beautiful poem, CJ. The poet must have loved the place very much. Your photos do it justice, too.

  5. Wonderful photos, the perfect company to the words.

  6. What a beautiful place. I wouldn't mind living there.


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