Selkie women are the women you don’t understand. They are the women who know that they belong to another tribe, in another element. And so they seem as though they don’t belong in yours — and they don’t. They are the women who live by other rules and values, because their rules and values are different from those of this world. They are the women who sometimes seem to be listening to other voices, or music you can’t hear, or the call of distant bells. There is a faraway look in their eyes.
Selkie women are the ones who look as though they came out of fairy tales, because they did. The ones who look at the sea longingly, who look at the sky as their home. They do not fear death. They only fear imprisonment. Selkie women are the ones you can’t keep.Theodora Goss (http://theodoragoss.com/2012/07/13/selkie-women/)
“This was the second time I spent the whole night out on these rocks without sleep shooting the stars in the cold pitch black darkness.Very uncomfortable and dangerous.I fell off one rock at least a metre and a half into the unseen darkness onto more rocks while shooting but luckily wasn’t hurt.It also got scary at about 4.30 am as massive waves rolled in on the high tide around me and my tripod.Still the long night is never long enough to try and capture all the images you can visualise before the sun comes up and turns it back into the familiar world.”
Wonder how the crystals are set in the top. That’s pretty neat.
It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance else that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Illúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.