Walking the Beach
One could walk for many miles, starting from Lytham. Today you need to dodge the spindrift’s, for it’s a blustery morning, I start slowly passing the windmill, my eyes are downcast as I scan the ground for treasure. There have been many dubious findings when each morning I set out for my walk. Yesterday the colour of gold would caught my eye, as a spy’d a sovereign mounted in fat gold ring, resting like a lord on the pavement. As if it was not enough that I collect the treasures that the sea delivers each day, now the lords and ladies leave offerings for me.
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I could join him for that walk. Sounds enchanting.
Thank you Iain, late this morning I visited Lytham with my family, then later this evening Blackpool illuminations. The illuminations where rather quiet!
I’d quite forgotten the windmill at Lytham. Lovely story.
Thank you Sandra. Late this morning I visited Lytham with family. I purchased a simple childlike water colour of an owl and a cat. Which I hope to use as an illustration cover for a children’s story.
I loved “now the lords and ladies leave offerings for me”
I was pleased to hear that Neil… Over the years I have visited Lytham quite often.
Somehow I don’t think the lords and ladies are being intentionally generous. I loved this. Especially spindrift. Lovely word.
Thank you Jilly… Spindrift is a favourite word of mine,
Beautifully evocative!
Thank you so much Edith, You have encouraged me to think about my writing, which is good.
Lovely descriptions, Michael. I felt like I was there.
Shalom,
Rochelle
That is good to know. Thank you Rochelle,
Sounds like a lovely peaceful walk.
Peaceful yet eventful, which the area around Lytham St Annes often is. Then again I have known the area for 55 years !
When we visited the beach on Labor Day weekend in America I saw a couple of fellows with metal detectors looking for treasures.
Beaches do often swallow items. I hope that you had a fine day, I love being next to the sea, especially if the beach is quiet, which it was today.
Michael, this sounded almost like a mystical beach compared to our local beach with it’s golden sand and almost endless summers. I think that beach might also offer up some other secrets given half the chance. Well done.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Thank you Rowena, I was pleased that a small degree of mystery came across. Lytham today is quite genteel. Yet only seventy years ago ships where still being constructed there.
That seems to be happening the world over. No doubt from an economic perspective we should be more concerned about our missing industrial industries. That siad, cleaner ways of manufacturing are so much better for the environment and our health.
Best wishes,
Rowena
I suspect that the ship building now spoils beautiful place in Asia these days. I do wonder if at the moment there are any clean industries.
What a wonderful description – “a sovereign mounted in fat gold ring, resting like a lord on the pavement.”!
Thank you so much Penny. I was thinking about someone who was experiencing really hard times, and how they might marvel that anyone could afford a gold ring let alone lose it.
Beautiful imagery. I really enjoyed this.
It is kind of you to say so, I am pleased you enjoyed it.
Great story!
As a town Lytham encourges me to write, in part it is the the sea air and the wide open sky.
I love the thought of what you can find… and sometimes you just get lucky…
Thank you Bjorn. Finding the gold ring, which was taken to the local police station, set my character on the road to recovering his own wealth. The story was centred on a place I know well.
Great descriptive words, painting a misty picture. I can almost smell the salty waves 🙂
Thank you so much, I love seaside towns, they are often full of character and encourage me to put pen to paper
There’s magic in this story. I must rush over to Google and check out Lytham because you have brought it to life! Thanks.
(“would caught my eye.” Perhaps this should be “had caught my eye.”
I am sorry about the faulty phrase, I have to hold my hands up and admit to writing this story in a great hurry. I was about to take a small group of visitors from Germany to Lytham, and later to Blackpool illuminations. I have known the area for many many years, and still love visiting there.
One of the best pastimes, to find ‘treasures’ on the sand! 🙂 Well done!
Na’ama
My contribution, if you’re in the mood: https://naamayehuda.com/2018/10/03/the-gift/
Beach combing is diffinately an interesting pastime. I have family visiting this week. I will definately however get to read your contribution
What a magical story. I want to go to that beach now 🙂
Thank you for your kind comment, for me quiet beaches are magical places.
Wonderful descriptive prose. Put me right there in the middle of the scene.
Thank you so much, I do love quiet beaches.
I love the descriptions and this line “now the lords and ladies leave offerings for me”
I to was pleased with that line, it reflects how Lytham was once seen.
There’s a hint of longing or nostalgia in this line and I loved it.
A lovely walk, you brought us on, Michael.
Thank you Dale for such a lovely comment. I guess that we who like to tell stories, are often taking people on a journey.
I like the voice of this chacter that takes us back to the times when lords and ladies walked. Sounds like its his lucky day!
I was so pleased to read your comment about the voice in my story, thank you.
What a lovely story of your walk. My daughter is notorious for finding coins and small treasures when we take a walk. The ability takes willingness to slow down from our busy world and see. Great story.
As a child I often found coins and treasure , it made life interesting,
Great descriptions putting the reader on the walk with your MC. Let’s hope he continues to prosper.
Thank you Sarah, I believe that he is happy with his lot
Sounds lie a nice walk.
It really is, and it is quite underrated by the people of Lancashire