King tides beckon nature lover to observe angry sea
"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.” Those were the eloquent words of poet John Masefield.
For the nature lover who prefers to be out in less than bluebird conditions, Masefield’s poetic plea was a clarion call last week during our dramatic king tides.
Not only were ocean levels extremely high, but distant storms and locally high winds had churned crashing waves into a wild and angry sea.
My visit was not a day of singular discovery or to study nature up close. Tide pools or visiting winter birds would have to wait.
Rather, this was a day to stand back and see the whole grandeur of heaven and Earth, sun and moon as they dance in the limitless universe and control the mighty seas.
It was also a chance to see how others are attracted to the extremes of nature, how they react, how they interact and perhaps how they are affected. The insight was deep.
Even though I was wandering about, this was like one of my sit and see adventures, where I plant myself in one place and just enjoy observing as nature happens around me.
As with most days at the beach, there were lots of people attracted by the huge seasonal tides.
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