An Ode to the Sea
They were men of few words, as so many men are, yet their hands spoke a whole new language. They painted in toytown’s red, white and blue, harnessing the dreams of land-grounded sailors.
They built boats that would never see water, pinned sails that would never feel storms.
They were the men who worked in the Boat Shop. At the Sargeant Brothers Boat Shop.
And their work has travelled far.
A yellowed letter stood framed on the wall, weary from both the heat and humidity. Thank you, it said on behalf of the Queen. The letterhead said HMY Britannia.
Outside the palm leaves rustled in silence. And I sensed the scent of the sea.
Bequia Island, St Vincent & The Grenadines
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Disclosure: I visited St Vincent’s and the Grenadines as a guest of DiscoverSVG through FourBGB. For more information – call or email the London Tourist Office: +44 (0) 20 7937 6570; svgtourismeurope@aol.com
This is beautiful, Abi. Simple, succinct, lovely.
Thank you! A bit of an experiment for this blog…
An experiment I’d love to see you repeat! I love the quick vignette ~ a simple snapshot of the moment.
I grew up inland but very close to a lot of water in the US, and this brings back so many pleasant memories from the early years of my life when I longed for a boat to take me far far away. I still love sailing, the culture, the water…and always will.
What a beautiful photo essay.
Thank you. I grew up near the sea and so I always feel a little trapped inland. That love affair hasn’t quite crossed over into boats, though. We have a much more tempestuous relationship!