We had an abundance of these today.
Actually, it was just clouds.
Lucky for you, I took pics anyway ;)
Gloucester, MA. You almost can’t see where the sea meets the sky. That’s beauty in its own right.
In Gloucester(pronounced gloss – ter), Massachusetts, there is the infamous fisherman of the sea statue. A memorial of a different kind was recently placed there, as well.
This is the Fishermen’s Wives Memorial.
Dedicated, essentially, to the families left behind…sometimes for longer than a fishing trip.
The stance of the woman, with a baby in one arm and an eager child in the other. She’s a real person. You can see her eyes squint with concern and apprehension, hear the child’s voice, feel the baby squirm. Her concern, and her strength, are tangible.
Going out to sea, being the one who leaves – that’s difficult. But being the one left behind is a reality unlike any other. It permeates every part of the day…like a cloudy sky that just won’t leave.
On another note, I took some other pictures that I’ll share with you…it was “cloudy” when I took these.
So they count, too.
Happy Wednesday!