Constants

Dark clouds obscured the sun late last week..

Clouds and more overcast on into Friday. The sky seemed to incorporate and feel the intense sadness and anger all across the Earth. Grief and shock.

Then, late in the day Friday, around 7 pm and nearing the end of the day, I decided to get in the car and drive through those clouds and some sporadic rain and visit the beach.

But, as I approached the beach, those dark, heavy clouds had disappeared. The clouds visible now were starting to light up wiht the beginning colors of a sunset, what I had hoped for.

Minutes later I was on the dock overlooking the marsh, wind blowing strong and cool, the clouds radiant now with shades of pink. The sky had been transformed.

The relief and hope this brought me was immense. The purity and unspoiled beauty of that wide expanse of marsh always helps me put things in a clearer, calmer perspective.

I looked out as far as I could see, toward the forested islands in the distance. Calm water at high tide over the marsh grasses. The barely perceptible movement of water. A heron taking off from a hidden perch. Seagulls swiftly flying past. The ancient Morris Island Lighthouse, a steady and sure friend, standing watch over the harbor as it has for more than 125 years. In back of me the ocean. In front of me the marsh. Unchanging constants in a world so changed.

It’s good to have a place of peace even if temporary. Take care my friend.

Yes, still something are constant. Going to the nature has always given me some peace.

You went seeking Friday, Oswego, and I went Tuesday. I spent the week anniversary standing on land that I had known most of my life and let it soothe me. They are constants, my friend, ever there, ever comforting and ever reassuring. Beautiful entry!

*sighs* oh man, i miss the beach so much! especially on a september afternoon, where the sun is bright, and the wind chill is just perfect. yes, i am having beach withdraws, but thanks to you, theres that sense that i never left. do me a favor, be vain, and get a great tan for me, ok? 🙂 :þ

Willo2

September 19, 2001

Although I live near the ocean, it’s very different from the coastal areas of NC/SC. Your words paint pictures that carry me home again.I spent many happy years living in such an area as you just described. Thank you, my friend.

I saw the Morris Island lighthouse once, when my brother did a school project on the lighthouses of Sc and my dad took us on a road trip to see as many as possible. It was pretty cool. One of those neat family thingies.

do you have a picture of the lighthouse ? it sounds so beautiful and so peaceful

(Smile)

it looks so familiar…((smile)) you don’t play spades by any chance do you ? ive been trying to learn and everyone on yahoo is getting agitated at me 🙂

I am cheered you found a bit of calm. I have found that the only constant in life is change. ryn: Thank you for your kind thought. I am well, simply tired.

Love to visit SC/NC here in your entries! SC is one of the best kept secrets of all the states.

Willy & Wilma

September 24, 2001

Communing with nature like you did at the seashore is with me now, Oswego! The first rain in six months is here, with thunder & lightning in the night and the music of big drops falling on the roof.

“Relief and hope” from images of peace…I understand. I posted a few images from the Olymipic National Forest that you may enjoy, Oswego. The entries are call Before Sept 1th Images. Best wishes,

“Here Comes the Sun” 🙂

{{{Oswego}}} I’m in transit to FL and purposely waiting to read your entries until I can take time with them, absorb them like I love to do…not race through them from a hotel room before check out time…Just a couple more days of travel…Hugs to you,

adrift

October 2, 2001

Lingering here beside the water’s edge~

Comical Chemical

October 3, 2001

I found myself nodding in agreement through this entry, Oswego.

Rain never changes either. I love to walk in the rain.

Edelweis

October 1, 2002

It’s so nice that you have this place to go to whenever you need the comfort that sometimes only nature can give us. When the world is hostile and people seem to be unfriendly, nature can offer us often profound feelings of security. Folly Beach is like a soothing friend, the place where you find strenght and peace. My friend, take care and have a nice evening,