Greeting September

Today I have more pictures than words. The children are back in school for the year and the mood at the beach has changed dramatically. Places and moments of solitude are easier to find…

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

There are no more french fries and hot dog buns for the gulls to snatch, so they must  return to more natural ways of feeding themselves. Humans may resume fishing, too.

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

Not only is it great having a sister to share an occasional walk with, it’s handy to have a geologist pointing out that the sand tinted red is garnet sand.

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

There are more bird than human footprints now…

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

I’ve decided that my camera is an Impressionist at heart, preferring a windswept mood to sharp detail…

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

It’s almost noon. Not a soul in sight. Serenity…

9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point
9.8.10 ~ Eastern Point

14 thoughts on “Greeting September”

    1. Thank you, Cait! It was neat how the human prints were starting to be filled in with the bird prints, I think mostly ducks, swans and sea gulls. We saw a white heron, too.

  1. Yup, the change of season is definitely in the air. My mother lives on Cape Cod and I remember driving down Rt.6 after visiting her on Labor Day weekend a few years ago, and residents stood on the highway overpasses hanging signs bidding good riddence to the tourists! Some day I hope to retire to a place “by the sea” so that I can experience a peace like you’ve depicted on a more regular basis.

    1. My grandmother used to complain about the tourist traffic in the summer, too. 🙂 Tim & I would love to retire to Cape Cod, too. Although if we stayed here it would be almost as nice…

  2. I loved the comment about your camera being more of an impressionist. I agree, the windswept grasses grabbed center stage as do children, animals and solitary seagull on a rock.
    Your blog is so refreshing – a place where I can come and greet a very old, very familiar part of what made me who I am. I love coming here. I leave feeling like we shared a nice pot of tea at your kitchen table or an afternoon stroll on the shore. Maybe tomorrow we could get a bucket and a clam rake…

    1. It makes me so happy that you love coming to visit me here! Your plan for tomorrow would be a new adventure for me – I don’t think I’ve ever gone clamming before, but it sounds like fun! No, wait a minute, I’ve gone quahogging (is that a word?) with my uncle on Cape Cod and I’ve just looked it up, quahog is another word for clam! My kids used to go crabbing at this beach. Little hermit crabs. They’d build little pools for them to “play” in and let the rising tide “rescue” them…

    1. You’re welcome, Hayley! And thank you, too! There is something about being near the water that is very healing and connecting for me, physically and spiritually. And being able to live within walking distance of the water is a gift I do treasure. Thanks for stopping by!

  3. This is such a beautiful post, Barbara. Thank you for pointing me this way.

    I like the impressionist photos. I sometimes wish my camera would do it more often.

    1. Thanks, Robin! Perhaps in the future we’ll have cameras with settings for different painting styles, without having to go to Photoshop to create special effects. You never know…

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