Impressions – Dravuni Island

Impressionism

“Paradise was always over there, a day’s sail away. But it’s a funny thing, escapism. You can go far and wide and you can keep moving on and on through places and years, but you never escape your own life. I, finally, knew where my life belonged. Home.” 

J. Maarten Troost

Dravuni Island – Kadavu Group of islands in Fiji

We’ll sail on the sun…

Impressionism

Cruising has its moments of fear and loathing … especially when you crave solitude and time to reflect on the reality of being at sea. There are also however moments of serendipity and enchantment if you rise before dawn and wander the upper decks when only the ship’s cleaners are about – and wait for the day to begin. 

I live on the coast and see the sun rise over the ocean every day, but at sea the sky is endless – and the sun hangs in the dawn sky and paints with a golden brush. 

Shorelines 1

Impressionism

“Prize the natural spaces and shorelines most of all, because once they’re gone, with rare exceptions they’re gone forever. In our bones we need the natural curves of hills, the scent of chapparal, the whisper of pines, the possibility of wildness. We require these patches of nature for our mental health and our spiritual resilience.” Richard Louv

Orion Beach, Jervis Bay NSW

Wave Theory 1

Impressionism

“The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs which rippled as the backs of great horses ripple with muscles as they move. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping.”  Virginia Woolf

Jervis Bay NSW

Night Shores 2

Nights of Wonder

“There will be stars over the place forever;
Though the house we loved and the street we loved are lost,
Every time the earth circles her orbit
On the night the autumn equinox is crossed,
Two stars we knew, poised on the peak of midnight
Will reach their zenith; stillness will be deep;
There will be stars over the place forever,
There will be stars forever, while we sleep.”
Sara Teasdale

Collingwood Beach, Jervis Bay NSW