On the 10th day...we took our boys to the beach...
After all...what's a seaside holiday if you're not by the sea's side...!
at least some of the time...
It was hot and the sun came and went and came again...
as light cloud came surfing in... on a sea-breeze...
Our female child... lay hiding from 'the dreaded crabs' under our green beach-umbrella...
those same crabs...were in their turn... hiding from the seagulls...
The male children were to put it simply... NOT hiding...!
as they delved deep into all things boy...on a beach... by the sea...
with it's roaring waves...rising... rolling... rushing... forward... only to
recede ... showing darker coarse wet sand... gone in the blink of an eye...
the wetness i mean... disappearing as if by magic...an then the next wave of waves...
I stood where the sea-foam kisses your toes... i am happiest there...
and watched them...as mothers do... feasting my eyes on all they did :)
There is nothing like watching your kids having fun...
good-clean-wholesome fun...!
Naturally i had my camera in my hands...shooting away greedily...
hungry... for every.......... simply EVERYTHING on that beach...
those precious moments...... it's all we really have you know....
no longer yesterday...nor tomorrow...only the here and now...
Ice-creams were bought and devoured...but not before the melting... dripping...
sticky face and finger photos were taken :)
This time it was the turn of a blue bucket and spade...for my Bradley <3
[we buy a new one every year...]
Castles were built... and broken...like dreams...
They [my boys] even raced the waves that day...
sometimes they won...other times not...
losing to mother nature however held no sting for them...
Out of the corner of my eye...i spotted a large dark bird swoop down...
and land bravely among the waves...i moved in swiftly to get my shot...
knowing full-well i needed my other lens...
but i thought ... just keep shooting-just keep shooting...
at one point i even spoke to 'him' as i followed...and he bobbed around...
"i see you ... and... i see you see me too....!" i said out loud and laughed...
he was 'taking care' of lunch... unconcerned but totally aware of me...
the... a little crazy-a lot 'windblown' curly haired woman....
running along side him as he dived below a huge wave and resurfaced
safe on the other side...and i thought... we [people] learned that from them...!!
It was during my excited pursuit of this bird... fishing where no man dared to swim...!
that i became aware of another ... an elderly gentleman also 'running in' to get his photo...
both of us trying to get as close as possible without getting too wet...
a futile exercise on both counts i am afraid...
The man had little ones with him...he was most probably their grandfather...
and he was trying to show 'them' the bird... and also race them down...
down to where the ocean leaves her intriguing foam invitation... to come closer...
to play... and feel the rough sand... do what rough, water tossed sand does...
That's when it happened... i overheard him call out to them...as he play-play hopped...
into the sea... oh what was it that he said...either "i am the winner" or "i am going to win"... my gut tells me it was the latter...it doesn't really matter ... suddenly... it was as if...
my late father-in-law had spoken those very words and was on that beach... i gave him a startled glance... and do you know what...there WAS a slight resemblance...not only in the voice and accent...
and words chosen... but so too in 'looks' ... it was of course sadly 'ever-so-slight' that resemblance...
and... just like that... the spell of trying to capture a thrilling shot...
of the fisherman...masquerading as a bird...was broken...
and i walked away from the compelling oceans edge...up the beach... to where the sand is hot and dry....
moist eyed....
thinking of Sam...
and watched them...as mothers do... feasting my eyes on all they did :)
There is nothing like watching your kids having fun...
good-clean-wholesome fun...!
Naturally i had my camera in my hands...shooting away greedily...
hungry... for every.......... simply EVERYTHING on that beach...
those precious moments...... it's all we really have you know....
no longer yesterday...nor tomorrow...only the here and now...
Ice-creams were bought and devoured...but not before the melting... dripping...
sticky face and finger photos were taken :)
This time it was the turn of a blue bucket and spade...for my Bradley <3
[we buy a new one every year...]
Castles were built... and broken...like dreams...
They [my boys] even raced the waves that day...
sometimes they won...other times not...
losing to mother nature however held no sting for them...
Out of the corner of my eye...i spotted a large dark bird swoop down...
and land bravely among the waves...i moved in swiftly to get my shot...
knowing full-well i needed my other lens...
but i thought ... just keep shooting-just keep shooting...
at one point i even spoke to 'him' as i followed...and he bobbed around...
"i see you ... and... i see you see me too....!" i said out loud and laughed...
he was 'taking care' of lunch... unconcerned but totally aware of me...
the... a little crazy-a lot 'windblown' curly haired woman....
running along side him as he dived below a huge wave and resurfaced
safe on the other side...and i thought... we [people] learned that from them...!!
It was during my excited pursuit of this bird... fishing where no man dared to swim...!
that i became aware of another ... an elderly gentleman also 'running in' to get his photo...
both of us trying to get as close as possible without getting too wet...
a futile exercise on both counts i am afraid...
The man had little ones with him...he was most probably their grandfather...
and he was trying to show 'them' the bird... and also race them down...
down to where the ocean leaves her intriguing foam invitation... to come closer...
to play... and feel the rough sand... do what rough, water tossed sand does...
That's when it happened... i overheard him call out to them...as he play-play hopped...
into the sea... oh what was it that he said...either "i am the winner" or "i am going to win"... my gut tells me it was the latter...it doesn't really matter ... suddenly... it was as if...
my late father-in-law had spoken those very words and was on that beach... i gave him a startled glance... and do you know what...there WAS a slight resemblance...not only in the voice and accent...
and words chosen... but so too in 'looks' ... it was of course sadly 'ever-so-slight' that resemblance...
and... just like that... the spell of trying to capture a thrilling shot...
of the fisherman...masquerading as a bird...was broken...
and i walked away from the compelling oceans edge...up the beach... to where the sand is hot and dry....
moist eyed....
thinking of Sam...
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