From the Pier at Brighton
It surprises me, the things I miss about home. For example, I don't miss vegemite. In fact, I never liked the stuff. Or barbeques, or any other food particularly. I miss my stuff - kitchen things, bowls, my blender. A certain arty cafe. There are a few people I miss.
And then there is the ocean. Kathryn did a painting once and it says on it "I always miss the ocean." The phrase has stuck in the back of my mind because whenever I find myself with sand under my feet, my heart jumps a little and a strange contentment fills me.
I do always miss it.
Clockwise, left to right: Beaches in Wales, Plymouth, Loch Lomond and Brighton
8 May 2009
I Always Miss The Ocean
Posted by Lex at 5:47 am
4 comments:
I do still miss the ocean the lovely tamar just noy quite stand up to the salty sea!!!!!!miss you
Me too when I am away from it....as Mike says that is why we live with it at our back door....the sounds, the smell and the everchanging visuals. It changes minute by minute and day by day so you never have the chance to become bored. Jill
Yeah, it's a strange feeling being able to actually see the horizon. I love it.
Lex
I always miss it, too. And apart from one summer, I never lived near it. I think the sea is in some people's spirits. I long for it, really.
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