Just that Moment on a Rainy Day

So often the real moment, that instant of being surprised, comes in leaving, turning your back, looking around or over your shoulder. This sunday afternoon I took a different way to the sea. Well protected against the rain. Asking myself what I was going to do down there in the wet greyish sand. Bring some light, while my Lumix would not be all too sensitive for my glittering eye looking through a wet viewer into a boring rainy beach scene. No birds, a few walkers, only a slight glimmering over the far western horizon.


I tried to take in the overflowing of high tide, took a lot of shots in different directions, until I reached the moment that I did nothing else than staring into the incoming waves. In a different season perhaps the moment to have a swim or to lay on your back looking into the cloudy sky. Perhaps even on a rainy day...And then, quite casually, while turning around to walk back to my bike, it struck me. Not with a blow. There was not this sudden awakening of consciousness. But more a vague feeling of something wanting to be seen. From the corner of my eye, cross on my moving direction, a view announced itself, called for attention from invisibility.

And only then I saw that - while looking North alongside the coast - there was this intermittent lightening effect hovering up and down between the foamy outflowing of the surf waves and the wet sand. You could only see its full effect if gliding down into the water when it was ebbing away. I knew I had to be quick, if I wanted to keep my wellies dry. Here I can share one of these Moments. From the feeling it gave me I knew that one of them would make my day. My rainy day,