Morning, sea-salt calling.

Waking to early morning slant of light. Sea-salt calling. Coffee, reading, then slip away to the edge of the land. A sea so blue. I walk in and cool water welcomes my fractured mind. Light splinters in the dancing ripples. Further out a raft of gulls, a yacht,  anchored, islands. Behind me, the land, lifting waves catching sunlight in their restless turning. Gentle. Salt sea, weightless, cool arms wrapped around. Soul full.

Home to paint.

About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.
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2 Responses to Morning, sea-salt calling.

  1. Karin says:

    I did the same this morning but struggle to find such beautiful words to describe. Thank you. And made me smile for you; knowing that soul full feeling in sea here.

  2. Cynthia says:

    What a beautiful morning, beautiful life…

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