Monday, September 21, 2009

Fly or Fall? Three hours on a Saturday

Fly or Fall? I face the wind, on the breakwater, face the sea and imagine I am a seagull, riding the strong current.
We stopped first at the farmers market. More on all this later, as now I might be fevered and sick, but I don’t regret how I exhausted myself. Live. I’ll let the photos do the talking. No, not local seafood but soaps, hand carved by a local soap maker, who starts the night of the market for the next market. Then some fresh peppers. The sun shining. I found myself a small Japan town, only two stalls wide, where customers wearing kimono’s speak Japanese as they buy food for Udon, with Daikon’s and other vegetables.
From there we went to the one place I used to jog all the time, every day for years: The breakwater. When I was in Wales, all I wanted to do was jog it, I yearned it, I dream of jogging it. Longer than a km, it has a path to get on then a pedestrian u-turn to squeeze past in order to stop bikes, and roller blades. We had to dismantle the wheelchair completely. I hurt my arm, Cheryl hurt her back. We paid. But we rolled.


The wind was high and smashing the water against the century and more old stones, sending up jets of water and covering the whole walkway with spray at times. It was the breakwater. I was home.


Wheeling back we saw a large seal diving in and out around in the protected side, along with sailboats and pilot boats. So much more to tell…

Back home for hot chocolate and doing postcards. There is beauty everywhere, all over the world. It was a good couple hours. Fly or Fall.

22 comments:

Kita said...

I saw your first picture and my instant thought was 'The Butterfly and the Diving Bell'. Heh.

Good for you for flying. Even while you are falling. I think I may be falling today, but it is just a matter of prespective, aint it? :-D

Kate J said...

Wow, that breakwater is really something. I bet on a really windy day it's dangerous to go out there... but I that'd never stop you.

And the farmers market too. I visited a really great one while I was in Canada - on Granville Island, Vancouver, just outside the already amazing indoor market. Spoilt for choice - I especially liked the mounds of multi-coloured pumpkins and squashes, and the "heirloom" tomatoes. Pretty... and pretty tasty!

Glad you had a good day...
Love & peace

wendryn said...

You always manage to fly, one way or another, and if you fall, you get up again. Even when it's hard.

I love the pictures. The soap is really pretty. The breakwater pictures are my favorite, though.

I am really glad you found pieces of beauty. I hope some of them made you at least a little happy.

*hugs*

Victor Kellar said...

Beautiful pics. Breathtaking. And fly. Always fly. What else is there?

Neil said...

There you go, living until you die, pushing yourself to your limits, and finding beauty everywhere. It's what you've always done, and I'm sure it's what you'll do until it's time for you to leave us.

And I won't be at all surprised if you keep this blog going even after you die; it would be so like you to refuse such silly limitations on what you're *supposed* to do.

The trip along the breakwater looks like a nice walk; but they want to stop you from being there? I suppose it's a safety thing: if one don't/can't stop at the end for some reason, it could raise awkward questions after the autopsy.

Cool postcards! Hey, did you ever get the pack of 18 or so cards I sent you in August? I finally found some that: 1. I thought suited you, and 2. weren't the standard touristy postcard.

Love and zen hugs,
Neil

Anna said...

Beautiful. Glad ├Żou hade those moments. Relish them. (is that the word) Sea, is always soothing and wonderfully alive I think.

Kathz said...

What a fabulous place - glad you got there.

Baba Yaga said...

Ahh. That looks like soul-food.

SharonMV said...

I want to go to the breakwater! Surrounded by the sea, hearing the wind & the waves breaking. You had a beautiful day & looks like lovely weather. Can you go out on the breakwater during a storm? Or is it too dangerous? I love a stormy sea too, but I guess it's best if you can watch the storm from inside, somewhere dry & warm.

Sharon

Olivia said...

These are wonderful photos! I'm so glad you all made it onto the breakwater - sounds like it was a massive challenge.

Raccoon said...

I'm going to make (heaven forbid) an assumption: you knew about the post in the way, and that's why you took the manual chair and not the power chair.

Now, a break water like that, without any type of railing, seat belted into a power chair, with the speed on high... It would cause too much grief to the people behind. Be careful?

Devi said...

Your pictures of the breakwater spoke to me in ways I can't quite put in words. Thank you very much for this post!

Lene Andersen said...

Love that first photo of you flying into the wind! Well, love 'em all, but that first one sings.

So glad you got to go home.

FridaWrites said...

Those are very nice pictures. We went to a craft fair this weekend--no pictures, though.

Elizabeth McClung said...

Raccoon: yes, the fence, post, fence which requires two slides from AB people has been there for years/decades. With no ADA, no reason to change it. And I can't imagine how many people it would take to lift a power chair over a six foot fence. More than Linda.

The wind was so strong that with my arms out, I didn't need to wheel on the way back, I just sailed. So it was sort of sunny and very strong wind.

cheryl g said...

Thank you for taking me to the breakwater. It makes me very happy when I get to be with you when you fly.

The breakwater is very cool and it was great seeing sailboats, seals and watching the waves crash against the rocks.

yanub said...

Beautiful pictures, Beth. You really do look like you are about to take off!

Weirdly, I was imagining an image of Cheryl Sunday, and she was wearing just what she's wearing in the pictures! What an amusing chance, no?

FridaWrites said...

Have you thought about putting some photos like the top one on items on CafePress to sell?--like greeting cards or journals.

Cereus Sphinx said...

The breakwater looks like a beautiful place! Thank you for taking pictures of the seals. They sound wonderful to watch.

Beautiful postcards.

Cereus Sphinx said...

I'm so glad you're recovering.

Gaina said...

That looks like just the very type of day I love in Autumn - bright and windy with the smell of sea air :).

I think I was having another 'EFM channelling moment' today. I went to the 'Freshers Fayre' on campus and signed up for fencing lessons.

I will be blaming your influence on me for any bruises, sprains or blood-letting suffered hence forth :P.

Stephanie said...

Fly.

Oceans make everything seem possible to me. It looks like it makes you feel the same, too. Isn't it a wondrous feeling?