Time keeps flowing…

6/12/11

7:30 pm, Folly Beach, S.C.

Time keeps flowing, like a river, to the sea…

Alan Parsons Project

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that’s where you renew your springs that never dry up.

Pearl S. Buck

As I sit beside the ocean this evening, listening to the timeless sounds of waves crashing onshore as high tide retreat, I think once again about the many summers going back more than 45 years that I have spent at this beach, at this same spot. Along with my thoughts, of course, but not lonely or sad tonight. It’s early summer, the sea breeze is cool, and I am utterly relaxed. Quite a contrast to the fast-paced and urgen business and work of the week gone by with its worries and concerns, and its constant reminders of mortality and the passage of time. As on countless other occasions, I am reminded that nothing really changes here by the ocean. Time seems to stand still. Only the moment matters.

These photos were taken 20 miles inland at Magnolia Gardens, on Saturday, June 11:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/camas/sets/72157626940084688/

I once sat on a beach blanket looking out to sea in the evening. I could see the lights on the other side of the bay and it was beautiful. I’m glad you are experiencing the beauty of the ocean, too. And, the photos you took of the flowers at Magnolia Gardens are stunning.

I wish I am nearby any beach this time. It wasn’t right, that the recent vacation I took I didn’t spend much time at the beach alone. I should have. Then I could sort of like mediate and let all the melancholic feelings and thoughts flow away. It’s so strange when some serene thoughts can be threatened by melancholy, and yet the latter is not even physically assuming or existing. Iguess such is the power of thoughts. Searingly sharp, and can reach the deepest recess of the mind. I love those photos 🙂

Gypsy Spirit

June 15, 2011

I do love that quote from Pearl S Buck. Your word pictures are beautiful…I easily can ‘feel’ you sitting there by the endless ocean listening to those crashing waves. You write with your heart. Thankyou. have a good day. hugs P

Aragon

I have always loved the ocean and grew up near the pacific and miss it so much. One of these days I will make it back and feel at home again. Lovely picture of the Magnolia Gardens!

Sago

June 16, 2011

I always feel the ocean is large enough to override any of my problems and all of my flaws–transforming, especially in the way that you mention…being utterly relaxed in the face of the ocean…. Moments matter.

Sounds lovely! The photos are gorgeous, especially the close-ups of the flowers. 🙂

Your entry is filled with peace, in the way that “only the moment matters” and timelessness offers. Lovely!

RYN- thank you for stopping by my new place here 🙂 How lovely to live where gardenia bloom! Ah, sweet scents of memories. I’m off to look up “ligustrum.”