Earlier I drove via Cahore on the way back from Gorey, to check the sea. Visiting the shoreline to the right of the harbour wall. Underfoot so uneven I could n’t describe it as a walk. The tide was in.
It’s that time of the year where everyday I wake up and wonder is today the day I get back into the sea?
This side of the pier is very stoney in contrast to other coastal access points locally that are ‘pure golden sand’. When the kids were small it was good for rock pooling, then with more access along the base of the mud cliffs. Hardly anyone ever really visits this small bit.
As I stretched my legs, stones caught my eye, some familiar some not. A bird too far out to make it knowable and a large variable greyness across the sky.
Empty limpet shells with sea urchin spines still attached. A deep red of a stone with yellow soft ochre and glints not just from tidal rinsing. White quartz with green strips. Smooth round ovate rough irregular textured, all sorts of shapes. My eye drawn to a handy sized selection. I photographed them quickly, fancying a this is what I noticed collection.
Two I picked up, hoping to understand them better. I wonder how to listen to these rocks?
Roisin Markham 
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