Dinner @ 8

The cry of seagulls breaks over the shallow waters of the nearby fishing village.

A peek of gold, mixed with the ripples of late summer afternoon, reflected across to the tiny hamlet fishing village of Arniston. With the early return of some of the fishing boats, the seagulls prepared for their habitual turns and shrieks, demanding attention from the catchers as they turned near the harbour slipways. Opposite and further away, the scene was brushed on a palate of coppery colour mixing beauty with the wild shores of the rough coast. The sea, with its waves rising and falling in patterns and circles, masqueraded the ebbs and flows of the ocean's rhythm on that late summery date.

A lone seagull suddenly flew up to examine my presence in the sea. It turned as the light ripples pushed past, realising that dinner would have to be found further away - by the slipway where the fishermen threw the fishheads and bits at the cleaning stations. Its wings flapped slowly as it inched away into a speck on the horizon, leaving me in the solitude of the silent music of the waves rolling and the tides drawing.

Wild Shores Collection

Welcome to our wild shores, where the two worlds of turning ocean tides meet and dance with rocky, tumbling coasts and serene sandy shorelines. This is our place to taste the salty air that brings so much oxygen to our joy.

We explore the ever-present energy of the sea as it welcomes those who ride its tumbling waves, push through placid moments, and absorb its vast expanse. The sea, an ocean of the infinite, provides Mother Nature's oceanic forces to live in and find ourselves. We delight in its beauty, fly with its waves, and move through its tidal zones to find our moment of infinity.