Tuesday. Worked in the morning, then headed west. Snow remained on stretches of the highway.
It rained on and off for the first couple of hours, then began to clear. Tide coming in. A couple of eagles. Gulls were working the surf, skimming back and forth. Even one of the eagles did it. Nobody seemed to try to catch whatever was drawing them out there, and you had to wonder, could the birds smell the fish down there below the foam, or what?
Every adult who steps out on the beach starts using their camera. Because it is always beautiful, beautiful. Because somehow they, we, want to take it with us.
4 comments:
Miriam,
Just want to say that the first photo in this post (lapush from 03/17) is very nice in composition.
The sky/land ratio is nicely balanced - for my taste anyway - with the emphasis on the expansive sky (which is really the dynamic aspect of the photo)but with the shore balancing out all the movement that is clearly present in the sky. I could almost feel being there.
Thanks. I don't live near the ocean anymore so it's nice to have the feel of being there.
just lovely!
Thanks, Anon. I like it because on the large image you can actually see where the village is in relation to the beach where I always imagine I am at the very end of the world...
There is also a very faint image of a very full moon in the western sky. Was the moon actually there that morning or is this an illusion of the atmospheric conditions? In either case, so subtle, so nice, so nearly hidden.
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