The sea! The sea! The open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth’s wide regions round.
It plays with the clouds, it mocks the sky,
Or like a cradled creature lies
The first verse from the poem “The Sea” by Bryan Waller Procter (pseud. Barry Cornwall: 1787 – 1874) reproduced in Edmund Clarence Stedman’s A Victorian Anthology (McCullin, 1990)
Over the sea to Skye – aboard the Mallaig to Armadale ferry:
Another image from the same trip, this time from land. The picture was taken the evening before; it is the view from Traigh Golf Club car park across a firey sea to the Inner Hebrides:
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The sea never fails to impress. Wonderful images and colours.
Many thanks Lena – I only increased the saturation on the last a small amount 🙂
Gorgeous shots 🙂
I love Skye and know these fabulous views so well. Great photos.
Me too, there is nowhere better when the weather is like this.
Didn’t you just love the sailboat coming into your shot!! Lovely post!
🙂 – it arrived right on cue
So much blue. Good for the soul.
As long as it is calm 🙂
Wow, what a sunset!
Thanks JDR – it is the only one of the three that I like – it even matches the colours of the Twenty Eleven theme.
The last one’s a stunner 🙂
I love the sea so peaceful and relaxing beautiful work