the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying

A very windy day in Newburgh on Ythan.The waves are crashing onto the beach and the spume is scudding across the wet sand. A day such as this was most elegantly described by John Masefield, the English poet, in his 1902 work Sea Fever.


I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

Zoomify for detailed spume, in all its glory.