The Memory Wanderer: Haar and Low Tide

Wednesday, April 20, 2022

Haar and Low Tide

The promise of a bright, sunny spring morning was dashed when the haar came rolling in off the sea, carried inland by a light northeaster and masking an exceptionally low tide. It isn't often that the kelp out in deeper water is uncovered, a....

....happy event for the gulls which profited from the marine life unexpectedly exposed.

The haar didn't last long, breaking up after the tide turned to bring the sea seeping back across exposed sand and rocks....

....marooning the oystercatchers, now in smartly-dressed pairs ready for mating.

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The Memory Wanderer

I'm at the wrong end of the road, a short distance to look forward to and a long way travelled, so I spend more time looking back, enjoying the memories, and less time in anticipation of the way ahead. The road trodden has been a good one, a rich and winding one, over which I hold no regrets. There is much still to do - only the end of the track ahead intimidates.

Time is mine now, so I remember, sometimes deliberately, sitting in the warm sunshine, sometimes because my mind, as if keen to help, suddenly gives me a flash of memory, a vivid picture which, like an exploding rocket, illuminates a moment in life; and then fades.

I have seen its dark side but, in general, the world has been kind to me. I have few regrets, I have many blessings, so these thoughts are offered as a celebration of a fortunate life.