The sun was breathing its last over Tramore Beach when I took this photograph a few nights ago. All eyes seemed to be focussed on the golden hues that were embroidering the sea as it gleamed under the watchful eye of Tramore town up on the hill.
But somehow I couldn’t keep my gaze off this little boy with his back to all that. He reminded me of all the evenings that I have sought to eke the very last drop out of days spent at the beach, especially as Summer holidays draw to a close and school looms on the horizon.
He personified the craving for freedom that has always been part of my very being. Oblivious to, or delighting in, the waves soaking his bright red, flapping coat, he played in the waves and then stood still in what seemed like a moment of lingering oneness with a place where he had found peace, happiness and hope.
I’ve known those moments; they are what sustain me through the storms of life. Memories carved in sands with the sea absorbing the layers of emotion; a treasure trove of memories in a shell box that houses those secret securities that we all need.
16 thoughts on “Another Side of Sunset”
Oh..to get lost in that reverie..where the only sounds are the waves lapping at the shore and a distant calling of the seagulls that fill the air…our imaginations , perhaps a pirate on a distant shore…
Joni, I love the idea of small boys and pirates.
The sight of that boy would of taken my eyes and my heart too! To be inside that young mind and know what he was thinking. I so wish I was standing there now I really need a lift in spirits.
Willow, hope you’re feeling brighter today?
Yes I am thank you so much!
That’s great, Willow. Delighted to hear it.
Memories that nourish and replenish … just as the sea air and waves do. Beautiful Jean!
You’re never alone when you have the ocean as a companion.
That’s for sure, Paul.
All that and he was wearing red! Perfect for your photo.
Sandy, yes, the red was a true bonus.
Beautiful and evocative post and photo, Jean…have a lovely weekend!
There’s something almost mythical about this picture Jean, with the red coat.
I’m glad you see it this way too, Andrea.