Tag: Beach

Picture of the Day for March 31, 2016

I’m not sure if March is going out like a lion or lamb. It is above freezing, but it is a dark and wet day so not very springlike at all. With all the rain the last two days, I don’t see the ducks in the pond today as they probably went somewhere dry instead. At least the wind is blowing roaring like a lion as it did the previous night but no sunny walks on the beach today.

Wet Walk on the Beach

Wet Walk on the Beach

Picture of the Day for January 9, 2016

Even after shoveling this morning, my driveway is covered with snow and no gravel is showing anymore (and probably won’t reappear until spring). I sure wouldn’t mind seeing some pretty rocks on a beach and watching some waves roll in right now instead of watching the temperature fall to the sub-zero range and listening to the snow squeak under my feet.

Wishing for a Warm Day at the Beach

Wishing for a Warm Day at the Beach

Picture of the Day for November 9, 2015

The freighter, SS Edmund Fitzgerald, left the port of Superior, Wisconsin at 2:15 pm on the afternoon of November 9, 1975 with a cargo of 26,116 of taconite ore pellets headed for towards Detroit, Michigan. The freighter sank the next day, with the loss of the entire crew, during a Lake Superior storm when she was about 15 miles from reaching the Whitefish Point Light.

Didn’t Reach Whitefish Point

Didn't Reach Whitefish Point

Picture of the Day for October 6, 2015

Landscapes can change in a very short distance and it is interesting how one beach may be all sand and around the bend it is solid rocks or small rocks. And if there are small rocks on the beach, there has to be at least one “pretty” rock that hops into your pocket although sometime that pretty one may be elusive when a wave takes it out of your reach.

A Pretty Rock

A Pretty Rock

Picture of the Day for December 12, 2014

You sometimes hear the term ‘sands of time’, an English idiom relating the passage of time to the sand in an hourglass and that time is a finite commodity which is gradually running out.

The phase ‘Footprints on the sands of time’ was used in a poem called A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time

On a calm day, your footprints in the sand might last a while but on a stormy day, the next wave erases all evidence of your passage on the beach.

Sands of Time

Sands of Time