"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
What a nice soft visit. I love that view with the garden in front!!!
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ReplyDeletePerfect marriage - beautiful poem, wonderful photos. xoxox Carol/DeeDee
ReplyDeleteVery pretty.
ReplyDeleteRuns and stops, yes that describes a plover exactly so!
ReplyDeleteCould one of those houses across the bay belong to Pat? Love this photo!
And the sunset one makes me long to go there!
What a beautiful, beautiful poem, CJ. The poet must have loved the place very much. Your photos do it justice, too.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos, the perfect company to the words.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful place. I wouldn't mind living there.
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