It was really quite cold walking the tide line yesterday, but it was also almost magical. The ocean spray had frozen over the rock jetties and the pilings, and the high tide’s standing water had frozen solid over the sand.
Today it is colder – 12 Fahrenheit, snowing, with 25 mph wind making the wind chill temperature -9. … But the wind is from the west and the storm is clearing out. That combination might be making for a fierce, furious, and magnificent ocean this morning. It would be dangerous to spend any time walking the tide line, but I hope I can manage to at least see the beach in its furious glory!
Monthly Archives: February 2015
Old Man Winter Roars!
Crescent Moon in the Morning
Pen and Ink
Jupiter at My Feet
It’s the Simple Things …
I See a Whale
The Tortoise and the Hare
The Sun Reveals Truth
Quiet in the Morning
This is a photograph that I find very meditative, so peaceful.
When I walk the tide line, my mood can dictate the types of still lifes that I notice. Conversely, certain arrangements can be a catalyst for particular moods.
This small clam with the pebble and sand grains in its bowl was just beyond the reach of a receding tide line, and it was gone just a few washes later. In those few moments on the tide line, this arrangement offered me a lovely respite from morning’s jumbled thoughts.
It still does today.










