August 15, 2010
Love has no uttermost, as the stars have no number and the sea no rest.
Morning has broken, water-soft, love-silent.
But in a few hours a tangle of nut-brown limbs and blue umbrellas and flip flops will storm these sands. “I Wanna Be a Macho Man” will come crashing, throbbing, tumbling across the waves all the way to Malta, all the way to Africa. Happy Ferragosto to all!
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Do you have a favorite photo of a pair on the beach? Please send and I’ll post it here.
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Thank you to Lucy Christie, who sent in these photos:
Daughter, Copyright Lucy Christie
Two Chairs, Lake Huron, Ontario: Photo by Lucy Christie
Hi Jann, Great quote from Eleanor Farjeon, it fits. Enjoy Ibla, I know I did
They are all so beautiful.The vibrancy of colours in all of the pictures reminds me of the time I spent there.
Way to go, marina looks great, nice shot of Lake Huron I can see the ship in the distantance.
Hi Nell–you seem to know this part of Sicily?
Yes, I love the picture of the older couple as well. So peaceful.
Love the third couple, my Mom who, passed away two years ago at 91 always had to go the the beach on Ferragosto. She said the water was blessed and a swim in the ocean was necessary for a healthy happy year. Her Feast Day (more important then ones birthday to older Italians) was August 15th since her given name was Assunta though she went by Sue. I especially remember her on August 15th, the Feast of the Assumption
Wonderful photos Jann….. The third photo with the older couple sitting captures everything there is to say!