15 September 2021

In Motion

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: ... swaying streaks of shimmer...




Crane Beach: ... the sound of waves...

Crane Beach: ... and sandpipers...

Crane Beach: ... waiting for the high tide...

Crane Beach: ... stepping...

Crane Beach: ... in a hurry...

Crane Beach: ... not so much here...

Crane Beach: ... and how about you ?...

Crane Beach: ... I wish to dazzle...

Crane Beach: ... me too...


07 September 2021

Cross Paths

Crane Beach, Massachusetts
 
Walking sand dunes always brings these feelings of entering the world
   where any bit of time and space is in continual change yet stays forever...

A young deer has just crossed our pathway...
   stops and looks at us in wonder, no fear in her eyes, only questions...
 
      and then she leaves in soundless elegance...  

Crane Beach: ... cross paths...

Crane Beach: ... stops and looks...

Crane Beach: ... no fear in her eyes...

Crane Beach: ... only questions...

Crane Beach: ... of who we really are ?...

Crane Beach: ... passing youthful curiosity...

Crane Beach: ... and then leaves in soundless elegance...

Crane Beach: ... while the pathway continues...