If you’re, like me, born and raised close to the beach you’ll probably understand why, in hard times, going to the beach and look at the sea seems to be the only good thing to do. My favourite beach is Hoek van Holland because It’s the one closest to my family. The family who became smaller and empty because I lost my grandmother yesterday.
So filled with pain, sadness and grief I took a train and because of a technical problem I couldn’t rent a bike, so I walked the 2 kilometres towards the beach. On my way I pass some houses and restaurants but on my left I see the harbours of Rotterdam and a lot of industry, together with the ships and seagulls it’s a special unique place whom I love so much.
I’ve been here many times but I still love to photograph so I walked with my camera in my hand and smell the fresh air of the sea. The seagulls flew around me and just when I followed one of them I saw a very small rainbow above some houses. A couple of seconds just long enough to photograph, the rain stopped and the sun came through. My tears where burning and I realised nobody but me, saw that. And right there I also realised I never saw a rainbow so close or at the beach, it touched me deeply.
I walked further over the pier for almost a kilometre. I just saw a big dune, ships industry and the open sea. Because of the dune you can’t really see the beach, the sun came and went, it was good. I looked at a flog of seagulls in the distance, hoped they stayed so I could photograph them.
After a while I passed the dune and instead of the seagulls I looked right and there she was a beautiful and much bigger rainbow. So so gorgeous it made me even more emotional. Thank you I whispered and although I’m not religious my grandmother has always been an angel and right there she proved she really was and still is.
ABC Wednesday Challenge – B is for Beach.