Late Spring at the Beach

One of the things I missed most over lockdowns was the sea. I grew up at the seaside in Fife with the comforting, constant presence of the beach. The sea’s vastness puts everything into perspective I feel, and the mesmerising ebb and flow of the waves unfailingly grounds me.

I especially love the beach at these liminal times of year, as Spring ascends into Summer or as Summer gives way to Autumn. There’s something about this setting that distills the magic of the in-between, particularly at the moment as Beltane’s Spring beauty evolves into early Summer and culminates in Litha, or Midsummer in less than a month’s time.

Today at the beach, candy pink wildflowers adorned the clifftops and the sea was wild – no doubt a result of this week’s intense lunar activity – but blue-grey gave way to blue skies and there was a hint of Summer in the air. It was just the tonic I needed. I hope you can get to the beach soon, wherever you are.