No Rhythm
Sometimes there is no arrangement, or pattern. Sometimes there is no balance or perspective to a scene. Sometimes there is no rhythm. And there is beauty there, too.
Tag Archives: beach
Beast and Beauty
Remnants of a sand crab. A feather dropped from one of the beach-feasters. The reality? Both beauties.
Grey, Autumn Day
We could do without a nor’easter, but we love cool, grey fall days. Even the lightest storms, though, bring about interesting tidelines.
Toothed Swoop
Perfectly aligned, captured by the receding tide.
Cold Front Blew Through
Finally autumn? One never knows, but this maple leaf is sure of it.
White Pebble Amidst
Lovely autumn colors clustering. Subtle tidal edging. A single white pebble. Or . . . Just now I see a face as I post this. I positively love the simplicity of pebbles on a tide line.
Splash
Lively sea. Vibrant blue shell. Startling alignment.
Connecting
The gentle reach of the top of the tide leaves behind subtle patterns and connections.
Meniscus
“The curved upper surface of a nonturbulent liquid in a container that is concave if the liquid wets the container walls and convex if it does not.” Look carefully. It is there. (Hint: the ‘container’ is the space between the … Continue reading
Shining Through
The power of the waves impaled this crab carapace upright on the tideline . . . perfectly aligned with the very early morning sun. The glow was visible from quite a number of meters away, positively gorgeous. It seemed the … Continue reading
Tide Line Still Life 