"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

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All At Sea: To Step In An Ocean Of Freedom

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur


All At Sea: The Wonder Years

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“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.”

From “maggie and minnie and molly and may” by e e cummings

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur


All At Sea: Learning The Ropes

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur.


All At Sea: Getting Started

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One of the fishing party adjusts the line.

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur


All At Sea: Into The Maelstrom…

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Braving the sea’s boiling waters to feed his family.

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach Kannur in Kerala

Despite being familiar with both pieces of music for many years, I have only just noticed the similarities between the opening of the storm interlude In Benjamin Britten’s “Peter Grimes” and Leonard Bernstein’s “A boy like that” from Westside Story.


All At Sea: Turning Back

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His nets set, a fisherman heads for home.

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur in Kerala


All At Sea: Back In The Shallows

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The fisherman comes ashore.

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Picture taken on Payyambalam beach, Kerala


All At Sea: Now You See It…

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..and now you don’t:

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Picture of a solitary fisherman taken on Payyambalam beach, Kannur


All At Sea

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Extreme fishing

Picture taken, slightly beyond the borderline of my camera’s zoom capability, on Payyambalam beach Kannur, in Kerala


Doubtful Monotones

Picture taken on Doubtful Sound, South Island, New Zealand.
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Agents Orange

Picture of North Indian pilgrims taken on the Fort Cochin beach at sunset.

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Twilight’s Last Gleaming..

“..And catch the gleaming of a random light,
That tells me that the ship I seek is passing, passing.”

From “Ships that Pass in the Night”
by Paul Laurence Dunbar, 1872 – 1906.
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Picture of the Fort Cochin promontory at sunset.


Autumn Leaves

Photograph taken in Fort Cochin, where autumn is not experienced.

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The Watchful Eye

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Picture taken on the beach at sunset, Fort Cochin.


Launching Out Alone

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“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”

Henry David Thoreau

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And you O my soul where you stand,

Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,

Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,

Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor hold,

Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O, my soul.

Walt Whitman

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Now launch the small ship, now as the body dies

and life departs, launch out, the fragile soul

in the fragile ship of courage, the ark of faith

with its store of food ..and change of clothes,

D.H. Lawrence

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Launch For Two

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Launch One

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Launch Two

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“Death is only a launching into the region of the strange Untried; it is but the first salutation to the possibilities of the immense Remote, the Wild, the Watery, the Unshored…”

Herman Melville

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Countdown To Launch

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When the fishermen are ready to launch a boat

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They gather at its stern

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Before pushing it down to the water’s edge.

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They must then wait

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For a suitably large wave

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Launch

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Can be achieved.

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An Assembly Of Fishermen: Preparing Your Boat

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Before the fishermen set out, the boats and nets are prepared:

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All must be sea-worthy.

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They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;

These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.

For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.

Psalm 107. 23 – 25

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Sea Fever

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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.

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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.

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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.


“Sea Fever” by John Masefield.

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A Winter Sunset

The beach is just a five-minute walk from my home.

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Being able to stroll there, as the sun sets over the Arabian sea, is both pleasure and privilege.

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..Had we some mystic boat with pearly oar

And wizard pilot,

To guide us safely by the siren shore

And cloudy islet,

We might embark and reach that shining portal

Beyond which linger dreams and joys immortal..

 

From “Sea Sunset” by Lucy Maud Montgomery

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Christmas Morning

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A walk along Fort Cochin sea front on Christmas morning.

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Happy Christmas!

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As Large As Alone

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With the monsoon finally spent, walks to the beach resume.

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maggie and milly and molly and may

went down to the beach (to play one day)

 

and maggie discovered a shell that sang

so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and

 

milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

 

and molly was chased by a horrible thing

which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

 

may came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone.

 

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)

it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

e e cummings

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Pictures all taken from the footpath beside Fort Cochin seafront.

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Nunc Dimittis

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“An age is called “dark,” not because the light fails to shine but because people refuse to see it. ”  James Michener

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“Your life is something opaque, not transparent, as long as you look at it in an ordinary human way. But if you hold it up against the Light.. it shines and turns transparent, radiant and bright. And then you ask yourself in amazement: Is this really my own life I see before me?” Albert Schweitzer

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Photographs taken on Calicut beach at sunset. November 2010.


Remains Of The Day

The Calicut boat jetty at sunset.

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I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown

And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:

`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:

Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away”.

Ozymandias.  Percy Bysshe Shelley. Published 1818.

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“I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity..”  Ecclesiastes 1, 14.

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