The symbol of perfection for me is that common ground where the sea water meets the shore – this constant give and take – water and shore alliterating every few seconds – give and take – in harmony, in constant move and yet always in balance.
Sea shells – reminding of childhood days when sand castles were decorated with sea shells. With time things change. In a (nut)shell - and so do perceptions … and sand castles …
Sails – sailing with the winds, that is what good sailers advise and do. Sail with wind … or go with the flow …
Sharing of sea views, you see. Photos: Simone
August 5, 2009 at 22:49
There’s so much romance and poetry in your short travel stories, Rayna. Thanks!
August 6, 2009 at 08:30
Thanks, Virginia! You see it’s the sea that makes us see things differently
August 6, 2009 at 13:55
много ми харесва снимката с мидичките !!!
August 29, 2009 at 17:13
Very peaceful blog!
August 30, 2009 at 01:24
@ Ели – благодаря!
@ Shelby – thanks!