It should have been a whimsical day. Instead, I have existed somewhere between morose and forlorn. The summer seems to have vanished and with it all sense of joy and certainty only to be replaced by some strange uneasy restlessness, not quite admitting defeat but eager to have some steerage and surety about where my next steps will lead me.
It has been a weekend of waves and high tides, unsettling and I have been unable to make the most of getting down to the sea. Today it became a necessity, to track the well-worn paths through the grass, camera in hand with the hope of catching a gull in flight or a breath-taking landscape to restore some semblance of order into my world.
Tide high Seagulls fly
Raindrops splatter Terns shelter
Summer deserts us
This is for Haibun Monday at d’Verse, where were asked to think about summer.
Alison Jean Hankinson
Poignant write. I hope the summer improves for you.
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Thankyou. The scenery and sea helps..
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I’m sure it does. The sea can take a load off us for sure.
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Our summers in the north is not always giving us warmth… I recognize that emotion of disappointment.
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This sounds like the summer taking on the colours of emotion and mood. The seagulls are always there and the waves. The sun isn’t everything 🙂
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you are right. xx
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🙂
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I identify. Just yesterday I had a brief pity party for myself! Fortunately, I remembered to count my blessings and it passed! I enjoyed your write!
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Yes I think it happened here too…I am smiling at your comment and laughing at myself.
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You’re in the place of creative incubation. A tough but also exciting place to be in where you look to the future and all that comes to mind is a question mark. Challenging but good.
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Walks are my favorite ways to work off emotions I don’t want and encourage those I do.
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For many of us, cameras are heaven sent. Loved your haibun; sending sunlit hugs your way. Loved your images too, Consider stopping by my Facebook photography site, and posted some f your faves. Frank, Kim & Grace do; https://www.facebook.com/groups/129946770719368/
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The voice of this is stunning – so raw and accurate! Love how the sea heals 🙂
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The land, the sea, a camera… I can relate to this.
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Sorry you didn’t get your whimsical day, but you did make the best of it and get a poem and some beautiful photography out of it! That glowing seagull!
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I hope summer behaves and becomes better for you ~ I can sense your disappointment and hopefully the sea scenery helps you ~
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Nicely done. I’ve had days like that lately. Disconcerting. Beautiful write.
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Aah, there’s the sea for you. Even if summer betrays seagull wings will bring you some whimsical moments 🙂 Beautiful writing and photos.
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I love the photos, Alison, and empathise with your uneasy feelings of restlessness at not visiting the sea. Once the exam marking is over I plan to get to the beach as much as possible. And as I read your haiku, the rain replaced this morning’s faint sunshine…
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Isn’t it winter down your way? A friend of mine celebrated the winter solstice. But truly, a great write. I enjoyed the disappointment felt in summer. Our summers here are hitting 93 and it is just the end of June. I hope you get to walk by the sea and soon!
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We moved to England in the winter so we have just had the summer solstice, but we had big seas and wind and rain. XXX
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OK. That explains it. The tides here have been high as well but still dry and hot. And the brutal times are still ahead.
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brutal dry and hot scares me….maybe the wind and rain isn’t so bad after all…xx
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I’m so used to brutal heat that all I do anymore is weakly complain and make jokes just like the folks around. but rain….sometimes I don’t like it.
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