Sister Wendy Beckett, the art critic and hermit who died on Saint Stephen’s day, wrote to her friend Sarah MacDonald:
“My own definition of beauty is that which perpetually satisfies us, you look at it again and again and there is more of it to satisfy us. I would say that beauty is very much an attribute of God – he is essential beauty but only those of us who have been fortunate enough to have the faith know where beauty comes from. For others it doesn’t matter. If they are just responding to beauty, they are responding to Him – the pure free strong loving spirit of God.”
In that pure free strong loving spirit, I invite you to join the Turnstones on a walk we took along Oare Creek in Kent a few weeks ago. At least you won’t get muddy boots! I’m afraid we had no telephoto lens amongst us, so no closeups of the real turnstones or other birds. But it’s another world where sea and land meet.
Respond to beauty! It was a windless afternoon and still, so the reflection of the cottages stood out.
We were glad to be wearing wellington boots.
Kent is criss-crossed by power lines, with current from Belgium, France and off-shore wind farms.
Wrecked barges beside the creek.
Looking out to sea.
The sun came out as we left the path to walk back along the road.
Kent’s Big Sky Country! There were lots of water birds but no telephoto lens to capture them.