To be able to step out of the parked car into sunshine and to feel a lightly warmed breeze on my face was sublime.
There is a definite turn of the seasons, the fading of winter's grip and an awakening of spring.
The track led us back away from the vista and into still winter sleepy trees. In the pools of light small evidence of emerging spring flowers that I have been so starved of for what feels like an age.
The dog acted as my heart felt - absolute joy of being out and breathing slightly damp woodland air tinged with salt. Her paws flew along as she ran and jumped and played with such visual happiness. Just having her around raises the spirits -she radiates delight in her surroundings and shows no mercy to mud or puddles or sticks or balls - they are all for the playing with and having fun.
Our path threaded through the site and led us past a colourful and noisy playpark filled with small children completely enthralled in their games while parents and grandparents sat by the cafe nursing hot mugs of tea or coffee. Most of them engrossed in a newspaper or some form of electronic device. The light and views and the gleefully playing children passing them by.
As was hearing the gentle repetitive hush and shush of the sea on the stones. We happily stumbled around the headland, laughing as Moss propelled herself at high speed into the small lapping waves creating a dash of white water as she went along.
The chink and stumble of the pebbly beach changed to brackish streams, marsh grasses and mud banks. All the while the flash of the twinkling sea water filled my eyes and my heart. As I write, I can smell the salty air and see the sunglint on each small wave.
Our feet continued to follow the narrow corridor as it rose above the sea and wound beneath wind bent trees. On a gentle day such as today it belied the anger and strength of the on shore winds. This stretch felt as walking alongside the flank of a sleeping animal.
My feet by now were tired and heavy, the others however were still striding forward happily in their element and I was falling behind. Before, I would have felt agitated at my inability to no longer keep up as I used to. I would have angry tears and angry words in my head - raging at them and raging at me. Then I came to the realisation that this anger and disappointment aimed at my failing knee was more harm than help. So I told myself that I can only do and go as far and as fast as I am able and to allow them to range on ahead.
I am a scatterling - not a nomad but not held by one place - walking feeds that need, walking feeds my soul.
What feeds yours?
a lovely soul-filling walk.ReplyDelete
Looks lovely. We live by the sea and the moorsReplyDelete
I like the third photo - countryside meets coast, it's lovely :)ReplyDelete
Thank you for sharing your walk xxReplyDelete
lovely, where were you?ReplyDelete
Arnside Knott and Silverdale - it can be horrendously touristy and busy but we were so lucky that we hit a midweek quiet dayDelete
Beautiful, thanks for taking us. I also want to know where were you.xReplyDelete
Arnside Knott and Silverdale in the Sourh Lakes, our nearest pretty coastline about an hour and a half awayDelete
With the deep mud at the water's edge and the channels along the sand I would hazard a guess that you were in the Arnside/Silverdale area of Morecambe Bay?ReplyDelete
Well spotted :) yes you are correct :)Delete
A beautiful walk. It doesn't seem long since I was there, but looking back it was last September! That's one happy looking dog. XReplyDelete
Absolutely breathtaking views. I too have my soul fed when I'm in contact with nature but specially closer to the ocean. The flowers there are so lovely! We're still covered in snow here. You did a good job with the photography!ReplyDelete
When I started to read this post and see the photos I was struck by the similarity to my own outing today, to a place of Nature, of water and lichen-covered trees and rocks. Like you, this is the sort of place that feeds my soul - and to wander by the sea.ReplyDelete
I've been to Arnside/Silverdale but I've never walked up to the Knott. But at least you did the walk, in your own way. Now you can have secret stops and lingering moments without being dragged along!ReplyDelete
Those pictures are so beautiful, and so is your furry friend. Thank you for sharing LM xReplyDelete
A gentle walk. I like the way you have reframed your knee in a positive light....it is a blessing to be able to see more and notice the small extraordinary things which we miss when we rush.ReplyDelete
Please may I ask which make of camera do you use? Your photos are really clear and the views are lovely.ReplyDelete
Hi Joanne, thank you :) I use a Sony a58, most of these images are on a 55mm lens (the standard one) but occasionally I use my Tamron 70-300mm tele-macro lens.Delete
The sight of The sea does feed my soul....you took stunning views.PlannedReplyDelete
Lovely Kate. On catchup, but like you I need to see, smell & taste the sea when I'm feeling down. Growing up a few miles (actually 3 train stops), from the ocean, I long for it on many occasions & I had my fill last week when we visited Powlett River Mouth. It was amazing, with huge breakers crashing onto the beach, glistening sand dunes & the tide running into the river. Sound good. I should post about it as I took some photos. Thanks for the above post, take care & huggles.ReplyDelete
Beautiful words, gorgeous pictures. Thank you for sharing. xxxReplyDelete
Lovely post. We have camped at Gibralter farm in Silverdale a few times. I love it there. :)ReplyDelete
Lovely photo's and I am very jealous of your warm breeze etc. Here in the East Midlands we are still cloaked by mist and fog and the occasional April deluge rather than showers. I do wish the weather would sort itself out and bring a little sunshine.ReplyDelete