So I stayed away from the water's edge, and explored the mighty deposits of driftwood and multitudes of other sundry items - from huge fish skeletons to tiny, bright green baby shoots bravely thrusting their tenderness towards the unfriendly skies.
I loved the S-shape of this pile of driftwood and decided that pictures don't always have to align themselves to the horizon and are more visually interesting if you take away the usual perspective. What do you think?
Don't you just want to scoop up these brave little green beginnings and protect them from the fearsome forces of nature? Such hope is embodied in their optimistic upwards thrusting towards a sun still cold and untrustworthy. Hold strong - your time is coming!
I placed this gnarled, hairy little piece of debris on a bleached-white log not realizing I was also capturing the journey of some wood-boring creature - a happy accident!
Although an icy-cold wind was blasting these furry little blossoms I feel that their exuberance at being released from the long winter's grasp is firmly achieving the upper hand.
"Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent."
Rumi, 13th c. philospher, theologian, poet and teacher.