Incoming Tide

I step out of the shrubs while savoring the last of my little big nourishment, “rose hip delight.”   Whoa!   The tide is rolling in.  A shiver courses through me from the smack of cold air encouraging me to change into something warmer, but I can’t.   I must watch the scene unfold.

It’s just beginning, this wonder of nature.   A tug of war between sun and moon.   Heat driven wind flows from land into sea.   Long rolling swells build monumental waves.   Not now, but they can grow upwards to 100+ feet.   I’ll pass on those.   I shiver a bit and walk to the shore.  I watch and wait.   I listen in silence, a skill not yet perfected, but improving with time.   I pull out my camera and snap a few photos.  They will only catch a glimpse of all that surrounds me but I hope when I’m home I can help them along.

I hold up the camera to shoot some video.  The center is blurry as it has been for a year.  It’s fine for still shots but annoying with video.  I don’t care and do it anyway.  I also wrote a poem or a semblance thereof.   The words are in the video watch it to read.


About Just Jude

I grew up on a small farm in Michigan but have always felt the urge to wander and began doing so as a teenager. Since that time, I've hiked, biked and paddled in every season; not for sport, but for the journey.

Posted on February 2, 2015, in Casco Bay, Jewell Island, Maine, Kayaking, Maine Coast, Nature, Photos, Solo Journeys, Twenty One Days at Sea and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. oureverydayadventures365

    Great photo


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