A Blissful Evening in Ardmore ♥
It was an absolutely stunning evening in Ardmore. At high tide the Boat Cove was bustling with bodies dropping off the
piers - bombing, diving, daring, flopping, flipping even ! Kayaks
glided effortlessly on the glass like surface of the water.
The number of boats got lost in my mind as they motored in and out of
the cove, some for pleasure, some went in search of Mackeral and came
home without, some had to paddle home when the engine decided to give
out !
I watched with the pride of a mother when I witnessed a little girl, no more than 5 years old, bravely jump from the pier into the arms of her Dad in the water below, she wasn't even my child and yet I was in awe of her bravery & pluckiness ! Others climbed down ladders to get closer to the water, shaking legs and arms were confused for being cold when nervous and anxious thoughts took over. Others renewed their childhood pastime and recalled their own feats as a younger being.
I love Ardmore in all kinds of weather but on an evening like this evening it is simply blissful.
I watched with the pride of a mother when I witnessed a little girl, no more than 5 years old, bravely jump from the pier into the arms of her Dad in the water below, she wasn't even my child and yet I was in awe of her bravery & pluckiness ! Others climbed down ladders to get closer to the water, shaking legs and arms were confused for being cold when nervous and anxious thoughts took over. Others renewed their childhood pastime and recalled their own feats as a younger being.
I love Ardmore in all kinds of weather but on an evening like this evening it is simply blissful.
