Like the blues and how the movement and droplets of water are frozen in time.

Kathryn: A mermaid frozen in time..I love the idea of that.

In that case you had better get back in the water

Kathryn: Oh but i am in the water, Nig. Don't you see me splashing about?

I was always more of a sea urchin.

I like your pictures of the last few days, good to see you are still on form!

Kathryn: A sea urchin --ouch.

Thanks, I loved your pic from today. The father, son, and holy ghost

That is a very poetic and beautiful title imho. Simple, effective, like the boat in the bakground

Gorgeous, Kathryn. Love the bands of colour in the sea, and the ghost of a boat on the horizon. (:o)

I like this composition, Kathryn.

Man! That beach looks nice and clean. The water here in Holland is brown and foamy...

Kathryn: This is off the north east coast of Florida where mermaids swim in the warm azure water.

When I was a little girl someone told me that sea foam was the remains of mermaids. I believed them and always felt very sad when I saw sea foam.

Like something from a dream or viewed through eyes misted over with tears. I love the blurred yacht on the horizon, heading off into the unknown...
Ingrid

Kathryn: View from a dream with misted over eyes, sounds pretty accurate, Ingrid.

I do believe the captain is sailing to the island of wild strawberries.

yikes!
i can't swim too well!

well done kathryn!

Kathryn: then you had better make friends with a mermaid, Doc

Reminds me of the sound of a wave crashing on the shore. Very well done!

Gorgeous shot Kathryn. I never relized that mermaids were shortsighted!

Kathryn: Oh yes, Richard. In fact, I have heard that certain mermaids MUST wear trifocals or risk swimming into forbidden territory.

Wonderful stripes and shades of sky-and waterblue! A 'Mark Rothko'-photo again! I love the blurred tranquil sailingboat in the background and the wild foam (in German "Gischt", you can hear its sound!) in the foreground- puuuhbrrrr, I have got some waterdrops!
Oh, I have sensed that you have been and are "still the Mermaid" ...Do you know the touching story and the fate of Undine or the wonderful fairy tale of "The little Mermaid written by Hans Christian Andersen?
"Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed, that no cable could fathom it: many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King and his subjects. We must not imagine that there is nothing at the bottom of the sea but bare yellow sand. No, indeed; the most singular flowers and plants grow there; the leaves and stems of which are so pliant, that the slightest agitation of the water causes them to stir as if they had life. Fishes, both large and small, glide between the branches, as birds fly among the trees here upon land. In the deepest spot of all, stands the castle of the Sea King. Its walls are built of coral, and the long, gothic windows are of the clearest amber. The roof is formed of shells, that open and close as the water flows over them. Their appearance is very beautiful, for in each lies a glittering pearl, which would be fit for the diadem of a queen..."Oh sorry, I have forgotten the time and myself, just pulled down by a mermaid into your very bluuuueeee ocean!

Kathryn: I do know the story of "The Little Mermaid," Philine, and I still long to have legs and walk among men, but know it is very dangerous for us mermaids.

Can't say better than Mikhail Lermontov did more than 100 years ago:
A lonely sail is flashing white
Amdist the blue mist of the sea!...
What does it seek in foreign lands?
What did it leave behind at home?..

Waves heave, wind whistles,
The mast, it bends and creaks...
Alas, it seeks not happiness
Nor happiness does it escape!

Below, a current azure bright,
Above, a golden ray of sun...
Rebellious, it seeks out a storm
As if in storms it could find peace!

Now I go look into the mirror, I think I turned into Philine.
On a technical side, the panoramic crop does wonders here. The eye slides along the wave and anchors onto the sail. Nice and thoughtful.

Kathryn: The poem: I've always thought that there are times when the only thing that could bring peace and wash everything clean is a hurricane. I completely understand Mikhall Lermontov's sailboat's need to find peace in a storm.

Oh yes, well the crop was done by someone born to crop or should I spell that with an a?

It's those tiny escaping droplets that clinch it for me. Superb

Kathryn: Danke sehr, Floog.

Stunning blue colors. Love the sailboat in the distance. Beautiful image (and your title is just perfect!)

Kathryn: Thanks so much, Marcie. The sailboat in the distance is my chasing a dream. My title was inspired.

Cute one with nice title. How close were you to the water and sand when you took this one. I would have been scared to get sand on the lens and water in the camera. Hope it was a low tide time with predictable waves..

Kathryn: Richa, i am a mermaid. I was in the water, looking over the top of the waves at the sailboat, which had caught a southern wind without me. So very unpredictable, that southern wind.

The mermaid has salt in the eyes which impairs the vision. (You have to forgive me this one, I first saw a funny side to the picture)

To make up, something from Willy:

Oberon:

My gentle Puck, come hither.
Thou rememberest since
Once I sat upon a promontory,
And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath
That the rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid's music?

Kathryn: She has salty tears in her eyes, Louis. You are right about that.

Oh yes, my sweet, soothing, and harmonious breath could mesmerize even the most fierce of dragons.

I never un-know the mermaids I have met in my life.
Lovely sea-scape and self-portrait, Kathryn.

Kathryn: All of us mermaids defy un-knowing, Ray.

Sights of summer. like it.

Kathryn: More like sighs of summer, smits.

Kathryn, this is beautiful! Were you in the water when you took this shot? Almost looks like it.

Kathryn: Kay, I am a mermaid. Of course I was in the water. I was chasing a dream.

This is lovely Kathryn...Beautiful image.

Kathryn: When one is a mermaid, this is pretty much my daily view. I watch ships sail without me, as the wave tease me as the gentle winds caress my face.

Do all mermaids see through a glass darkly, I wonder? Sometimes I live in or between two worlds and have to squint to keep things in focus. (sigh)

Kathryn: Ginnie, it is more likely that we see through teary eyes, watching worlds other than our own and wishing for things we don't have. I'll try squinting to see if it helps.

Can only echo Viktor, poem and all.