Heading to the Harbour
The sun streaming through my window drags me outside - - and I realise that such a beautiful morning should not be wasted indoors. I hurry back in to change my shoes, put on a jacket, and pick up my camera. The garden is basking in the warmth of the sun and before I leave its shelter I snap a shot of my flowering cherry- now clad in pale pink clematis - -
I know from past experience that the wind will arrive with a vengeance and scatter more pale pink confetti all over before I have time to blink! I climb the steps out of my garden, and turn right down towards the shore and ultimately the village.
Cresting the top of the hill - I stop to survey the Bay - - the sky is such an intense blue that the sea turns turquoise, shimmering and sparkling - almost irridescent in the glorious golden light. Small peacock coloured waves lap gently on the shore, and I start moving once again, along Yn Shooylaghan, down towards the harbour. Small groups of people - bikers, sailors at the Yacht classes and families basking in what might prove to be our only taste of summer, are scattered across the beach and a handful of children are already gambolling happily at the waters edge.
The soft golden honey coloured curve of the bay draws me ever down - I see the temporary stage in front of the Bay Hotel, reminding me that it is TT week, and as I get closer to the village I can see the bikes parked up from our visitors.
A soft breeze blows my hair away from my face and the sun is warm on my skin and I find myself not really needing the light jacket I wear - - the warm, spicy, slightly coconut scent of gorse from the headland opposite drifts along on the breeze, giving a slightly mediterranean feel to the scene before me - - - the sea is certainly blue enough to pass for the Med today and thoughts of the Ice Cream Parlour drift into my head - - -
Once a month Alexa asks us to take a moment - to really look , think , and feel it then write it down - so once again I'm linking up with her at Trimming the Sails where she runs this meme each month - if you pop over to visit her here- you will find lots more "moments". Off you go - you know you want to - and maybe you have a moment of your own to share too?
Thanks for stopping by
'til later
Bannaghtyn, J x
Oh, this sounds so glorious with these beautifully described sights, sounds and sensations! Being able to share a bit of your experience is the next best thing to being there :). Thank-you so much for joining in again this month, and it is lovely to 'see'you!
ReplyDeleteOh how I envy you having the sea so close to home! It was lovely to share a bit of your sunshine while here at home we have just had a torrential rain storm!
ReplyDeleteLike Debs, I am envious of your proximity to the sea and your sunshine. We've just had another downpour here! I'm hoping to join in myself this month, but it won't be until Monday.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely moment. I feel as though I could walk along that beach just now. It sounds perfect.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful moment - I love that you mentioned the scent of the gorse - really evocative. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely description you've given us of your little trek.
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking me along on such a lovely walk!
ReplyDeleteThanks for drawing us outside with you. Makes met think I should go water my garden and think about a moment.
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A wonderful moment, beautifully recorded.
ReplyDeleteJen, you use such descriptive language I am right there seeing, hearing and feeling what you do. I have never even considered that your waters could be those lovely shades.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely, warm and inviting. A gorgeous moment.
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