Stage Harbor Sunset, Written on my Heart – Day 62 (Bonus)

How do I describe the magic of a sunset at Stage Harbor in Chatham?


The sounds of the boats coming in for the night…


And those that are just going out.


I don’t think I have the words to describe the kind of intense beauty that unfolds right in front of you…


And above you…


As you stand there, in the quiet.


Each time, is so different from the last; the colors, the sounds, the smells of the sea are ever changing, always moving.


I especially love the voices of the birds…


Talking to each other as the day comes to a close…


As they prepare for darkness and quiet to come; dreaming of the new day ahead.


And as I turn to go, each and every time it’s an effort to pull away, to return to my world that seems to far removed from this one of water, sand and sky.


And yet…

I take it all with me.

Until the next time.


A Winter Beach Sunset – Day 15

It was another darkish, gray hazy sunset at Bank Street beach.

But that didn’t stop me from pulling up my hoodie, or the gulls from showing up along the shoreline.

Some perched atop their mounds of slipper shells, while others pecked thru’ the seaweed for some dinner, chattering (as gulls do) all the while.


Yet even in the muted, hazy light the magic of the sunset shone through the clouds…


Sending a golden light across the wide landscape …


Right down to the tiny wispy blades of sea grass, gently waving in the breeze.


I’m so glad I braved the cold and the gray.

In search of the beauty.

Of this winter beach.