Crane Beach, Massachusetts
High tide brings the ocean closer.
Barefoot, stop and wait for the wave to splash my legs.
Then comes another...
and so it goes.
Each one singular in form, sound, and touch,
yet all of them with each other,
swashing through this sandy world in gloriously orchestrated movements,
while Sandpipers take a nap...
from Jeremy Point along the beach, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Just one soft step into the low tide world, a wonder, a sense of seeing unseen.
Playful forms and colors, living on both ends,
sweeping surfaces trailing behind the ocean,
and sandy shoals showing their faces.
The time to be HERE...
Nauset Light Beach, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Early light dusts the trees, grasses, and sandy cliffs in orange yellows,
the clouds of dewdrops are rising in the interspaces...
With the lasting sound of waves, unrolling over glossy surfaces...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
Grasses have learned to adopt the wind into their being.
Swaying streaks of shimmer, the sound of waves and
sandpipers... in the rhythm of the ocean...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
... sand is on the fly, the beach is in motion...
I stand on solid ground but my body floats... feels like being on the over-the-clouds stroll...
Crane Beach, Massachusetts
Snowflakes are dusting over surfaces,
fusing with this sandy world into the glorious amalgam of forms and colors...
What a princely feeling !!!
