As the last tranquil days of summer disappear, I am drawn to the warmth of the sandy beaches that encircle Perry’s Point.
For a few moments, I can almost forget colder days are approaching…
This stretch of sand is begging for bare feet.
“To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.”
~ William Blake
It’s good to see that the beach birds are still around.
The sandpipers and plovers seem to be in no hurry to wing their way south for the winter.
Among the strands and clumps of kelp, there must be lots of yummy tidbits for them to eat.Notice how some like to stand on one leg.The different species get along fairly well, sharing nature’s bounty.Flight!Due to global warming, many species of birds in North America are dwindling in numbers, and the numbers on protected and endangered lists are increasing.I hope you never face extinction, my precious feathered friends.This one appears to have something to say about it all.I love their plump little bodies……and their long beaks!
Vivian doesn’t go down to the beach unless she has company……Good thing for the beach birds!
“The love for all living creatures is the most noble attribute of man.” ~ Charles Darwin
Thank you for stopping by to enjoy the beach with me, and Summer’s last hurrah. 🙂
“If one really loves nature, one can find beauty everywhere.”
~ Vincent van Gogh
There is something about this time of year, before the advent of autumn, that I love about life on Perry’s Point.
Unconventional to say the least, my backyard here in Newfoundland has no fences, save for one side shared with our neighbour.
One day last week I got out early with my camera, hoping to capture the soft morning light.
The grass still glistens with dew.It’s shaping up to be another splendid September day.View of the islands from the back doorNeighbour Ben’s boatVivian joins me, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
Maisie begs shamelessly for a belly rub.View from our deck of the outermost point of land on Perry’s PointWalking toward the brink. Around here they call it a “beel”, which I believe to be a slang version of “bill”, or small peninsula.This morning the bay is calm and serene.
The Inukshuk my husband made this summerThe “Rock Cove”, where rainwater collectsIt’s an ideal source of fresh drinking water for our feathered friends. We’ve seen a few indulge in bird baths here too.The partridgeberries are ripening, on schedule for picking next month.I don’t know what kind these are. Do you?
Neighbour Ben’s fishing buoys and bobbers
“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” ~ Albert Einstein
Join me next Monday for: My “Backyard”- Part 2: The Beach