This view from Southport Pier has a great feeling of space. Reflections on the shallow surface water supplement the effect of the clouds themselves. No wonder this is one of my favourite places, especially towards sundown.Water everywhere — I can’t believe it!
End of the Holiday Season at Hunstanton, West Norfolk
*Autumn is here, so let’s stay on top of things.
All photographs copyright Francis Barker 2020.
Hunstanton Seaside Town, Norfolk
Hunstanton is one of the better seaside towns of Norfolk, in East Anglia, England.
With travel restrictions in place for most of the year, plus a curtailed holiday season, many Brits have been making the most of their own backyard, including traditional the traditional seaside.
Almost unique, the resort faces west, so is known for its spectacular sunsets. Not too hi-brow, it has a certain old world charm, with a sense of lived-in Victoriana, especially towards the end of the holiday season.
Definitely worth a visit in these strange and difficult times.
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Poem: A Walk by the Sea
Without too much thought I took
to the beach,
followed the white lines of
leading me due north along that
in no time at all the beach huts were
removed by dunes and blurring
she was there
right in front of me, as if she’d
right out of the ether.
she was squatting down,
blonde haired and
her blue-green dress hitched up a touch
showing small bare feet
where the dry white sand
gave way to shingle.
but she didn’t even look!
staring into that wide expanse
she could see
clear across the ocean.
looking down I admired her
the delicate amber jewellery on
her long hair matted by
the keen breeze.
then she looked up,
her eyes like cyan gems
and pointed to herself–
‘Elfhild’ I thought she said
sounding sort of German
or Dutch or maybe something
but I didn’t speak a word.
she didn’t seem lost or in any distress
so I moved on,
giving her a faint wave,
after all, what business was it
I carried on steadily
maybe half a mile or so,
felt the wind move round
south to south east.
I could’ve done with a jumper so I
got up quite a pace in the end.
frankly I wanted to return
to see if she was alright –
but I saw only footprints
where she had been, where the shingle
gave way to sand.
walking to the shoreline something
caught my eye, a piece of amber
wet and shining.
I picked it up, held it
to the light
and smiled, looking out
to where the waves
were rolling in by the edge of
that German sea
poem and image © copyright Dave Barker 2020
RANDOM SHOT:” SAILING”- CHRISTOPHER CROSS
Random Shot: “Sailing” Christopher Cross. When I first heard this song it really didn’t register much with me. Then as it started to climb the charts…RANDOM SHOT:” SAILING”- CHRISTOPHER CROSS