Sunday, 14 December 2014

Waves on the Rocks. By Annalise Cogan

"The sea, once it casts it's spell holds one in it's net of wonder forever." Jacques Yves Cousteau.

This is one of my favorite spots on the Island. When I sit on these cliffs and watch the waves relentlessly pound onto the rocks, I forget all about the world and it's troubles. 

The sea here is ever changing, the wild water swirls the salty foam across the surface, I can take dozens of photo's and they will all be different. 
 A macro photo of the sand shows peridot among the black sand and coral grains. 
Sun kissed waves on the rocks against a dark sky, mesmerising.
Lava flows into the sea.

You gotta have tough feet to walk across this lava barefoot. She may look like a princess, but she has the feet of a mountain goat. 

The foam swirls across the blue water in mystical patterns. There be turtles in these waters. 

 If you are very very lucky like I was last winter, a huge whale may silently cruise past. He swam up close to my kids on their boogie boards and smacked his fin on the water behind them a few times. A magical moment in time, to be treasured forever. 

 A wave claws at the cloud scudded sky. 

The local boys were riding the waves today. 

What more do you need, a bike, a surf board, maybe a beach shack and fishing net. (Photo by Siobhan)

The sea is beyond words, it is how you feel as the wind combs your hair, what you see as the water crashes on the rocks and swirls in the pools, the taste of salt on your lips, the sound of the waves and the thin cry of a lonely seagull. It touches all of the senses but most of all it touches the soul. 

"No matter what you say about it, there is always something you can't." Christoper Paolini.