#sea spray

[adventuresofalgy]

This time Algy was ready and waiting…

So when the sea rushed in where fluffy birds fear to tread, Algy stood not upon the order of his going but went at once, leaping up into the air with glee, chortling happily at the waves below as they entreated him in vain to take swimming lessons once again…

Hovering low over the water at the point where the tide was washing in over the rocks, Algy began to dance in the sparkling spray, bobbing up and down with each new wave to prevent the surf from catching him by the tail feathers as he whirled and twirled just above the foam, and laughing and singing merrily at the top of his voice:

Oh friends, no more of these sounds! Let us sing more cheerful songs, More full of joy! Joy, bright spark of divinity, Daughter of Elysium, Fire-inspired we tread Thy sanctuary! Thy magic power reunites All that custom has divided; All men become brothers Under the sway of thy gentle wings.

Algy wishes you all a truly joyous Saturday 💕

[Algy is singing the opening (in a standard English translation) of the famous Ode to Joy by the 18th century German author and philosopher Friedrich Schiller. Those who are familiar with the even more famous setting by Beethoven are warmly invited to sing along 😀]

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Seaspray has found some frog spawn in a waterway.

In Hestercombe Gardens, in Cheddon Fitzpaine, near Taunton, in Somerset, England.

[kimlion1313]

Splash zone

Round Island State Park, FL - Dec 23

[allanodyne]

slowly changing in me

by AllanOdyne

[aimz-d-photography]

Sea Spray

[f15eagle]

They should be besfriends

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Sea Spray Harald Oskar Sohlberg - 1908 Private collection Drawing - pen and ink Height: 39 cm (15.35 in.), Width: 52.5 cm (20.67 in.)

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A Poem in October - Dylan Thomas

It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel pooled and the heron priested shore The morning beckoned with water praying and call of seagull and rook And the knock of sailing boats on the net-webbed wall Myself to set foot that second In the still sleeping town and set forth My birthday began with the water birds And the birds of the winged trees flying my name Above the farms and the white horses And I rose in a rainy autumn And walked abroad in shower of all my days High tide and the heron dived When I took the road over the border And the gates of the town closed as the town awoke

A springful of larks in a rolling cloud And the roadside bushes brimming with whistling blackbirds And the sun of October, summery on the hill's shoulder Here were fond climates and sweet singers suddenly come in the morning Where I wandered and listened to the rain wringing wind blow cold In the wood faraway under me

Pale rain over the dwindling harbour And over the sea-wet church the size of a snail With its horns through mist and the castle brown as owls But all the gardens of spring and summer Were blooming in the tall tales beyond the border And under the lark full cloud There could I marvel my birthday away But the weather turned around

It turned away from the blithe country And down the other air and the blue altered sky Streamed again a wonder of summer With apples, pears and red currants And I saw in the turning, so clearly, a child's forgotten mornings When he walked with his mother through the parables of sunlight And the legends of the green chapels

And the twice-told fields of infancy That his tears burned my cheeks, and his heart moved in mine These were the woods the river and the sea Where a boy in the listening summertime of the dead Whispered the truth of his joy to the trees and the stones and the fish in the tide And the mystery sang alive Still in the water and singing birds And there could I marvel my birthday away But the weather turned around And the true joy of the long dead child sang burning in the sun It was my seventy-second Year to heaven stood there then in the summer noon Though the town below lay leaved with October blood O may my heart's truth Still be sung On this high hill in a year's turning.

(Thanks Paul Corby)

[blueskiesandwindchimes]

Nasty Weather

Physically, I am here dealing with nasty, rainy, muddy, hot and humid weather.

Mentally, I am here.

Oh to be on a nice vacation somewhere like this right about now…

[charmsponies]

[fasttrash]

Sea spray.

© Iris van Gelder

Contact/collaborations: fashioncollages@gmail.com

[hazeltailofficial]

HALLOWEEN FLASHBACK

China Glaze Nail Lacquer in Sea Spray

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[travelling-my-little-pony]

Sea Spray lies upon chips - although they are mostly hidden by a big batter-coated fish.

In Brighton, in East Sussex, England.

[mlp-toy-archive]

Gen 1 Sea Sparkle Baby Sea Ponies

Salty, Sea Spray, & Surfy (Baby)

1986, Seaponies, Year 5

[allanodyne]

Cause it's me you're draining

by AllanOdyne

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Figure 6.3 Illustrates the initial processes of sea spray aerosol formation.

"Environmental Chemistry: A Global Perspective", 4e - Gary W. VanLoon & Stephen J. Duffy

[periodicinspiration]

Rosa Rugosa

Thriving amid the sunny banks of sandy soil and salty sea spray, beach roses produce blooms in these coastal regions that illuminate and enchant the landscape. Peering into the intense blossoms etches an image into the eye that won’t soon be forgotten – as though momentarily staring into the summer sun. Words and images by Michael J. Hall