Zandmotor Blues

At daybreak I did my last seaside excercises at the small entrancegate to the beach. That is to say, after tomorrow the scenery will have changed drastically, as we will travel to the Weser Uplands. Instead of near the infinity of the seawaters, we will dwell at the borders of the ever streaming Weser-river. No yellow-green dunes, but the darkgreen forests on the mountainhills. Just a temporary change of configuration in rhythms, colors of water&mountain, sky&earth...We love this radical leaving of our favorite coastal area and welcome the sudden removal to a different sky- and landscape in a riverdale surrounding.
So this morning I said "byebye" and "till later" to the darkgreen seaspace, where the floodwaters retained by the Zandmotor-peninsula stream back into the agitated surf: a momentum of flowing into infinity.