Long ago we walked east to watch the stars.
The Nereids sang as I held her hand.
A lifetime later, we walked again. This time by light of day.
I held her hand and knew that not a thing had changed.
Lovely shot (low tide, I assume) and lovely words as well.
Beautiful – and I can relate on different levels!
Beautiful words and a photo.
Thanks Beautywhizz … D.
Beautiful sky, beautiful sentiment …
Thanks, as always, Jenny.
Thanks so much Anonymous … nice for you to say so.
That’s quite a variety of textures in one picture.
Thanks for taking the time to say so Steve. I’m glad you liked this one.
I’d forgotten (till I did a little looking just now) that Greek -id- is a patronymic, so the Nereids were the daughters of Nereus, the old man of the sea.
And I don’t think we need an Oracle to tell us that you’ll make that walk again: no doubt hand in hand. A beautiful photo, and touching words.
I must say, the foreground of your photo seemed ever so familiar. I couldn’t pinpoint it, until I happened to catch sight of the image in your header. That’s why the rocks looked like creatures to me at first.
I wonder what sort of nearshore algae you have there in Texas. This is a brown alga Ascophyllum. It is quite common on the cold waters of the Gulf of Maine. And, yes, we hope very much to get to the islands again next summer.
Beautiful image and touching prose. So glad you found each other!
Hi there! Thanks for the thumbs up! I hope you are well.
Lovely. Very special.
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