There was space in my life today so I seized the chance to take what may be my last walk around the beach in Tramore for 2015. It was overcast, misty, windy and wet but I loved every single step of it.
There was a real sense of in-betweenness about the walk ~ these last days before a whole new year opens up in front of us.
I couldn’t but think of the old year leaving the stage when as I watched this gull taking flight:
And this man trudging homeward in the soft sand down by the end of the beach was yet another symbol of the departing year:
It was round by the Backstrand that I got a sense of the new corners and undulations that lie ahead:
But all the while, there were gems of the sea shore to keep me firmly grounded in the present moment:
More than anything, the old railway sleepers that are so much a part of the Back Strand in Tramore made me think of both continuity and change as they gleamed in the dull light:
What or where are YOUR symbols of the in-betweenness of the old year and beginning of the new?