Hi Everyone, I haven’t blogged for some time but I do read and appreciate all your wonderful and truly inspiring posts, truth is my computer skills are pretty useless. Thank you so much Pamela for helping me out with this.
What I really want to do is share with you my love of the sea. It timeless rhythm is changeless, the rush of the waves up the shore like music to the ears… until it roars. Then it can become wild and dangerous and terrifyingly powerful, a force that even mankind can’t control. And yet, even at its most ferocious still it has an awesome beauty.
My love of the sea comes from my late mother, who I miss every day and as a child I can remember how she would jump straight in and swim no matter what the weather or how rough the waves. In Northern England, where I live, we are fairly close to the coast where there are many small fishing villages in beautiful bays.
My new book, A Home for Her Baby, which is the third in my Songs of the Sea series, comes out this month. It is based in a little fishing village in England and begins with a fearful storm and a tragic drowning. I was amazed, when doing my research, to find out what a tough life fishermen have, often weathering storms miles out to sea just to make a living.
The Awesome Terrifying Sea
There again I suppose we all weather storms as we move on through life. I guess surviving the storms help us to appreciate the beautiful, tranquil, glittering seas we all sail on at times.
After all, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, or so they say.