Counting Pebbles by the Rough Winter Sea

Winter wind blows
Agitated sea crashes
White noise saturates all
Serenity lost

Happy Sunday, everyone and a great week ahead!

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  1. Stunning photos and beautiful poetry, dear CNL!
    I would say there is a certain serenity in being along on a pebbled beach, listening and watching the waves crash ashore 🙂

  2. Ok, it’s Monday now, but what lovely photos from the seashore. Coincidently, I received a letter of thanks from a charity (Medasset) this morning. I love turtles and support those who work to save them. Happy Monday, Marina 🤗🐢🐢🐢🙋‍♂️

    • Ah, thank you, Ashley! I hadn’t heard of Medasset. Coincidentally, I designed an adoption certificate for the Sea Turtle Protection Society of Greece [caretta caretta], back in 1989! [ I think they are now renamed to ARCHELON . It’s wonderful that you support the turtles!
      Happy Monday to you too, my friend!

      • Dear Marina, thank you. I should have contacted you about this last year as I couldn’t remember the name (ARCHELON). I will now follow that link. 🙏
        For about 2-3 years I have been sponsoring turtle nests in the Philippines which is great and wanted also to find a turtle group in the Med. When I Googled I could only find Medasset. If I was younger I’d love to do voluntary work there, and enjoy some
        Greek hospitality and sunshine. Again, thank you x

        • Unfortunately I know no one from Archelon nowadays. There was a very special person and friend [no longer among us], Katharine Butterworth [founder and director of “Study in Greece”] who introduced me to them, back then. You are a very kind soul!
          Thank YOU! 🙏🔆

  3. The photographs are so moody with all those shades of blue, as though painted by a brush first dipped in ice. I love the winter sea here, how it can become so fierce – a change from its lazy calm in the summertime.

  4. Beautiful, dear Marina. Your sea and poem are eternal motion.

    All the pebbles are love to you!

  5. I love your poem of the sea in winter. The second one in particular is quite beautiful, with the different bands of color from the pebbles right up through the cloudless part of the sky.

  6. Lovely verse and gorgeous photos, Marina! Although the pebbles are numbered, we could never count them or all the stars in the heavens. Happy Sunday and week ahead to you as well.

    • Thank you, my dearest Mary Jo. That means so much coming from you, my friend, although -about the verse-, I just added the words that came to mind while re-living my walk.
      As for the pebbles… they are numbered indeed! 😉
      Many hugs your way! xo

  7. Stunning photography, Marina. Standing on the edge of a beach and looking out at an ocean is a calming and peaceful experience or it can bring up emotional drama. There is something about being so close to the vastness of the ocean that can make us feel small and insignificant, yet still connected to the world. I read somewhere that our bodies are composed of the same two elements found in the ocean: oxygen and hydrogen. This means that our bodies are literally made of ocean water. Whatever the reason, I am glad that I am with you looking at the horizon.

    • I can definitely relate to what you say, Rebecca. I’ve always felt very connected to the sea. Whether rough or calm, I feel I’m part of it. Breathing in the salty air brings life to every molecule in me!
      I’m also very happy we’re looking at that horizon together!
      Many hugs your way!

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