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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
this photograph brought a touch of nostalgia
to me..I was reminded of my first trip to Florida & in particular, South Beach in 1950…Perhaps, it was the lifeguard’s “chair”…but I appreciate the moment of reflection..thanks Sam elayne
Traveling in Florida last winter, I photographed both sunrise and sunset in Miami Beach. I found myself attracted to the colorful lifeguard houses on the beach and shot a whole series; this may be the best. (Photograph Taken February 2012)
Film and Camera: Canon EOS 40D - Digital RAW
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ah, the bird!