Yesterday was one of those bright and still days with small waves breaking close to the shore. As I stood looking out to the horizon, a man just in a pair of shorts, suddenly ran on to the beach, his three dogs following him and playfully biting at his heels.
He dived in to the sea and two of the dogs dived in after him, while the third, obviously a little older, cautiously watched from a distance. The man called to him, but the dog made no response. He got out of the water and walked over to the dog, an Alsatian, wrapped his arms around the dog’s legs, lifted him up and trotted back. It looked so comical, this big dog kind of perched on the man’s arms.
Placing him gently in the water, he stroked the dog’s head and spoke to him. The dog calmed down and tentatively began to swim with the others. It was a beautiful moment – a man in the water with his three dogs swimming around him, so wonderfully primal – a man, animals and sea merging in to one, with sunlight dancing on the water.
Best of all, this little scene cost nothing, just a quiet hidden bit of beauty drawing no attention to itself. Last night as I closed my eyes the scene came to me again and I felt strangely at peace.