Getting on a boat for a journey
In counterweight to the medical and logistical stressors of this week, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and I decided to drive to Marblehead tonight.
We got there shortly after sunset, when there were still crowds around the cast-iron skeleton of the light. While Rob called his mother for her birthday, I picked my way out over the ledges of rhyolite like shelves of petrified driftwood; I settled on the side of a sort of fissure and listened to the falling tide running in between the rocks, the foam and muscle of the water slowly skimming monochrome in the cooling light. When the stars came out between the clouds, I could lean my head back against the rock and see nothing beyond its shoulder but sky and sea and the blink of planes leaving Logan. At one point some fireworks went off along the northern part of the shore, fizzing and fading crimson and gold. My godchild texted. I tried to take a picture of myself using my phone, causingselkie to ask if I was corresponding from inside a whale. By full dark, we made a circuit of the light and left, following Routes 129 and 1A and 16 home. There was the smell of salt traveling with us. I can't live far from the sea.
spatch and I decided to drive to Marblehead tonight.We got there shortly after sunset, when there were still crowds around the cast-iron skeleton of the light. While Rob called his mother for her birthday, I picked my way out over the ledges of rhyolite like shelves of petrified driftwood; I settled on the side of a sort of fissure and listened to the falling tide running in between the rocks, the foam and muscle of the water slowly skimming monochrome in the cooling light. When the stars came out between the clouds, I could lean my head back against the rock and see nothing beyond its shoulder but sky and sea and the blink of planes leaving Logan. At one point some fireworks went off along the northern part of the shore, fizzing and fading crimson and gold. My godchild texted. I tried to take a picture of myself using my phone, causing
selkie to ask if I was corresponding from inside a whale. By full dark, we made a circuit of the light and left, following Routes 129 and 1A and 16 home. There was the smell of salt traveling with us. I can't live far from the sea.
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You look like a seer in that picture! If I meet you on a skerry in Scarristack, I will consider my question very closely..
*hugs*
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Thank you. I am very glad that my driving was up for finding the sea.
You look like a seer in that picture! If I meet you on a skerry in Scarristack, I will consider my question very closely..
I would be honored to riddle for you from inside the geo.
*hugs*
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Troublesome place in the 17th century, that was!
We live as far from the sea as is possible on these islands although admittedly that's only about sixty miles.
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I could get stuck very far inland in this country and I am against it.
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https://www.theguardian.com/world/2022/aug/19/hunger-stones-wrecks-and-bones-europe-drought-brings-past-to-surface
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I had not seen this article and thank you, I do!
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Thank you.
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Thank you!
I didn't expect it all to come out weed-green. I will have to revisit by day.