“The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever” – Jacques Yves Cousteau

I have always had a certain fascination and love for the sea.Maybe it’s the vastness, the openness, its deepness. Maybe it’s the sense of freedom it portrays. Maybe it’s the continuity of the waves, or tranquility – but also its power. Its calm presence and sense of space, a place to reflect on the past, and to dream and hope about the future. A place to look ahead and imagine what could be waiting on the horizon, actually or metaphorically. The sea can mirror our mood – whether it be sad, despondent and bleak, or calm, peaceful and content.

There is something so special about waking up in the morning to the sight and sounds of the sea. Hazy summer days spent on the sand, and cold winter walks along the beach, the greyness somehow making it even more beautiful.

At the moment, whilst it’s mid-winter at home, I’m really craving some beach time and reminiscing about my recent travels through Australia and my time spend on some of the most beautiful beaches in the world.