Rock Pool

rock pool

rock poolSouth Bay, Scarborough, 10.55 a.m., 75°F, 20°C in the sun but a breeze from the sea from the north north-east keeps it pleasant: At last I’ve found my way to a rock pool; I’ve never made it down to this end of South Bay at low tide before. I’m sitting on an outcrop of rock, the upper surface of which is covered in barnacles (but I’ve brought a folding foam pad, so I’m quite comfortable!). Dotted amongst them are limpets, some with small fronds of seaweed attached to the shell.

Scattered about there are winkles, some in crevices, others on exposed edges of the rock which are now in the full glare of the morning sun. The tide should cover them in the next couple of hours.

In this shallow rock pool, which is more like a rock puddle, a few tiny shrimp-like creatures occasionally dart out from beneath the channeled wrack. There’s a small tuft of reddish coralline seaweed in the middle of the pool.

Oliver’s Mount

Oliver's Mountwood pigeonWe’ve never climbed Oliver’s Mount which I sketch from Platform 3, Scarborough station. This afternoon we’ve still got brilliant sunshine with a breeze to cool you down: why are we leaving?!

grey geeseReturn journey: wood pigeons on the unused opposite platform at Seamer station; pair of geese by a farm pond, Vale of Pickering, 2 p.m..

2 Replies to “Rock Pool”

  1. Richard, your daily blog posts are exactly what I need to put my day’s priorities in order. The prayerful simplicity of nature in its common forms is more meaningful to me than some exotic creature or event. Thanks for keeping me ‘grounded’.

    1. It works well for me too, a simple mini-challenge each day. It’s good to look back on the last few months and think ‘did I do all that’. Although Barbara commented today that she thought that I don’t seem to be in the mood for more ambitious adventures, such as jetting off to Europe. I think that it’s taking me some time to adjust to the freedom that I’ve got compared with previous years. I don’t think that it will be long before I feel the urge to visit an alpine meadow or a quiet corner of the Mediterranean.

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