Thinking about.....morning.
In May/June 1940, as Allied forces, in particular the British withdrew and evacuated from Dunkirk, France it may have seemed like a terrible loss, a defeat. The French in particular may have felt abandoned. But it was a strategic withdrawal, designed to save as many lives as possible in the face of an overwhelming enemy. It would provide a massive break and a time to regroup so that one day, after much pain and sorrow, the Allies would rebuild and thrust forward again in various theatres of the war, but in particular, in June 1944 after four long years of gruelling and deadly battle, with Operation Overlord and the retaking of Europe.
As the forces withdrew at Dunkirk, Winston Churchill promised that the French would not be forgotten, that the forces would return and that there would be a Morning. He, together with others were as good as his word. If you ever get the opportunity to read his words or better still, listen to them, they are quite moving and inspirational. Words of great hope. We all need hope.
And as we all stand on yet another precipice of life, one we never expected three months ago, and all as bad or even worse in some ways than that day nearly 80 years ago, perhaps we can have hope too that there will be a Morning, a time when the tide genuinely turns, as we begin to win the battle to rid our planet of the current scourge and triumph with good over evil.
We took this early morning shot in one of the little bays or coves just south of Coolum on the Sunshine Coast in Queensland. Not a pleasant time to be away, self isolation is appropriate at home. We will be happy enough if we get to have a holiday one day when this is all over.
Take care friends, the journey is just beginning I feel.
Thinking about.....morning.
In May/June 1940, as Allied forces, in particular the British withdrew and evacuated from Dunkirk, France it may have seemed like a terrible loss, a defeat. The French in particular may have felt abandoned. But it was a strategic withdrawal, designed to save as many lives as possible in the face of an overwhelming enemy. It would provide a massive break and a time to regroup so that one day, after much pain and sorrow, the Allies would rebuild and thrust forward again in various theatres of the war, but in particular, in June 1944 after four long years of gruelling and deadly battle, with Operation Overlord and the retaking of Europe.
As the forces withdrew at Dunkirk, Winston Churchill promised that the French would not be forgotten, that the forces would return and that there would be a Morning. He, together with others were as good as his word. If you ever get the opportunity to read his words or better still, listen to them, they are quite moving and inspirational. Words of great hope. We all need hope.
And as we all stand on yet another precipice of life, one we never expected three months ago, and all as bad or even worse in some ways than that day nearly 80 years ago, perhaps we can have hope too that there will be a Morning, a time when the tide genuinely turns, as we begin to win the battle to rid our planet of the current scourge and triumph with good over evil.
We took this early morning shot in one of the little bays or coves just south of Coolum on the Sunshine Coast in Queensland. Not a pleasant time to be away, self isolation is appropriate at home. We will be happy enough if we get to have a holiday one day when this is all over.
Take care friends, the journey is just beginning I feel.