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Pacific Dawn


It's nearly the end of August and I have not made a single post this month. It's time to rectify this with a few new shots from my room with a view.

I woke early the other morning to find the Pacific Dawn berthed outside my bedroom window, ready to take another load of tourists for a cruise on the high seas.

Musing:
Sea Fever by John Masefield.
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.


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