There is so much beauty that is locked into the waters of the sea, one that can be enjoyed throughout the seasons and in any weather.
The autumn sea harbors a melancholic beauty, that despite the rough surf creates a sense of tranquility. I drive by the ocean every day on my way to work, in fact, the moment the blue waters appear in my view is the absolute highlight of my drive. Still, to walk the same shore is a privilege I enjoy only on rare occasions. And one of those occurred the other day.
What I love most about the ocean is the fact that it is constant, yet forever shifting. Each wave hitting the shore is new, bringing with it a sense of renewal and the feel of unrestricted freedom. As the weather patterns pass above the bay through the seasons, the surf can alter colour, anything from turquoise and green through azure blue, signifying summer and sun, slowly moving into dark green and the colour of liquid mercury, when the winds change and easterly breeze brings the hint of arctic cold, as the year is closing towards its end.
As I walked along the shore, facing the weak sun shining from a hazy sky, the cold wind disrupted the steel coloured surface gently, however persistently, forcing me to wrap my jacket around ever so tightly. Despite the cold, I enjoyed the freshness and the scent of the clean, salty air.
That simple pleasure of a mid autumn walk along the autumn sea instigates a sense of purification and in itself almost a renewal. This in such a contrast to the fact that everything in nature is slowly winding down, preparing for its imminent winter rest.