Postcards From Penelope Puddle: Beaches

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Wednesday, 22 October 2025

When The Sun Came Out

WHEN THE SUN came out one recent morning the world's woes seemed a little lighter. Petals planted along a fence stretched to greet the rays.

Freshly washed dresses clinging to a clothesline soaked in the warmth.

Windows of a small abandoned building caught slight slivers of the glow.

Horse and rider came out to test the Crescent Beach waters.

Though I do like the rainy days, I was nonetheless bedazzled by the sun as it penciled mysterious tree shadows onto the pathways where I walked.

Beneath the nearby pier, sun reflections danced brilliantly like twinkling stars.

Note: This was originally posted in May of 2016 and linked to OUR WORLD.

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Monday, 20 October 2025

Calming Contemplation At Crescent Beach

Contemplation is the eye of the soul and the highest form of happiness some say. Pondering life and our place within it happens everywhere but is uniquely common at the rocky log-strewn Crescent Beach shore. Until a train whistle blasts past the morning mist, it's where walkers go for a moment of bliss.

(Photo, Jan. 2019, Crescent Beach)

See more West Coast scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at UNDER MY UMBRELLA AND BEYOND: Love The Planet Productions. Because the state of our planet is the most pressing issue of our time, link up and learn about the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) Report.

Thursday, 14 June 2018

Two Drifters Meet Beneath Brooding Skies

Brooding clouds filled the sky like billowy curtains over a beach star. The driftwood configuration stood upright centre stage on the shore at Crescent Beach amid more common logs haphazardly strewn along the sandy floor.

A "head", scorched perhaps from having once been in a camp fire, somehow became attached to the body of the upright piece. Over time, through shifting skies and changing tides, the two random travelers drifted to each other to become one artistic piece of extraordinary stature from every angle.

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Friday, 8 June 2018

UNDETERRED BY THE RAIN AT CRESCENT BEACH

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Thursday, 7 June 2018

Cotton Candy Cloud

CLOUDS blown by the breeze usually float together but sometimes one rises above the rest. Not pink or blue like candyfloss, the top cloud still managed to look sugary sweet suspended over Crescent Beach. Did it taste like rain? Probably not. The cumulus cloud, meaning "heap" in Latin, of liquid, gas and solids was a lofty mix unlikely to produce rain. Dark and dreary versus light and cheery is my best go-to unscientific guess for any rain-test. This mass of fluff looked so weightless that if I had strings I'd pull it down and take it with me.

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See more B.C. scenes at Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. and also at UNDER MY UMBRELLA AND BEYOND: Love The Planet Productions