FranOnTheEdge opened this issue on Sep 28, 2014 · 10 posts
FranOnTheEdge posted Mon, 29 September 2014 at 6:40 AM
Yes, it's lovely. The sunset is of Salhouse Broad on the River Bure, we went there one day and stayed a few hours and I loved it so much that when asked if I wanted to go back there and maybe stay overnight? I said "yes" in an instant, didn't have to think about it at all.
It's a wide tranquill place with two entrances from the Bure making a small long thin island - there are no buildings except for a little wooden ranger's hut but there is a long, long hose to take on fresh drinking water, and 20 mins walk away is the village post office, a small shop and 2 pubs, one of which is dog friendly, but we didn't bother with the pub.
Swans, ducks, and coots come to the boats and the swans actually knock on the side of the boats for food, we also saw a pair of grebes ignoring the boats, and we've seen herons and cormorants, hawks and the occasional huge fish, bats swirl about you at night, and the water itself is interesting.
On a sunny day it is bright and sparkles like flashes of white fire, it can be calm and still like a mirror, and I once saw a tiny squall of rain, only about the size of our boat, distrupting the water's surface like a painter using a stippling brush. It drifted across the water towards me before it petered out just short of the boat. When it stopped so suddenly like that I found myself glancing up at the sky as if to say - "hey, I was watching that!"
It was the moments when I was alone on the boat, while Ian walked off to the little shop and (I thought) the pub, and just as evening fell when I sat out at the prow taking photos of the sunset, these were the moments of greatest peace: the Missisippi steam boats had gone, the small boats were all tied up, no more movement on the water, and it was so quiet and still, moments like these are balm to the soul.
You don't realise you need it until it comes to you.
There were Graculus birds drying their wings:
and a Graculus bird (Cormorant) just sitting there:
Loved it all.
Measure
your mind's height
by the shade it casts.
Robert Browning (Paracelsus)