Today's RevGals Friday Five asks about winter. I try to keep my opinions about winter to myself, but it does have a certain beauty that at times emerges through a camera lens. Last year, cemetery walk, late in the day.
Gannets are enormous and sleek creamy-white seabirds, with black wingtips, yellow heads and necks, and startlingly outlined eyes. They nest on the rocky cliffs of the European and North American coasts of the North Atlantic and, once grown, spend their days sailing across the ocean. The acrobatics by which they make their living ~ steep climbs into the air and speedy plunges straight into the sea ~ are rivaled only by those of pelicans.
What better metaphor for a sweeping search of one's life choices and opportunities than a gannet extended above the waves, a regal and yet restless surveyor of the vast ocean surface? The gannet reminds us that life is an adventure in both beauty and profound unease, and that the sea itself is limitless in its textures and possibilities.
5 comments:
this is a lovely photo.
It's beautiful.
Beautiful!
We just don't have mausoleums like that out here.
I love the way late afternoon winter sunlight turns things such a particular shade of yellow-pink.
What a beautiful pic! I can feel the crisp air, looking at that...
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