It’s Tuesday once more! Time for Frizztext’s A-Z Photo Challenge, letter this week is W. Since we are celebrating water-themed stories until end of December, I thought that I might as well share a few of my favorite water shots in one of my favorite cities in the world, San Francisco! Here are a few photographs taken from Baker Beach and from hiking at Lands End.
Water in San Francisco: Baker Beach and Lands End
“I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea —
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear that sound again with me.”
― Sara Teasdale
“If it’s any consolation, when I was growing up, I didn’t feel like I belonged here, either. I dreamed about going to New York. But it’s strange, because when I finally escaped this place, I ended up missing it more than I thought I would. There’s something about the ocean that just calls to me.”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song
I didn’t meet a soul. Everything looked and sounded unreal. Nothing was what it is. That’s what I wanted—to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself. Out beyond the harbor, where the road runs along the beach, I even lost the feeling of being on land. The fog and the sea seemed part of each other. It was like walking on the bottom of the sea. As if I had drowned long ago. As if I was the ghost belonging to the fog, and the fog was the ghost of the sea. It felt damned peaceful to be nothing more than a ghost within a ghost.”
― Eugene O’Neill, Long Day’s Journey Into Night
“My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
“My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach,
listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
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yes, it would be wonderful, if we could end all our days near the water,
celebrating a kind of a meditation ritual …
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