The morning stillness as the sun warms the air, my eyes stopped to stare. When your mind stops running, you have room for real contemplation. Take time to find solitude, space and peace
Woke up early to a very cold morning but the sky was clear. I knew it was going to be a perfect day for a hike. Perfect for clearing my head, recharging my batteries. With this in mind I packed my backpack with camera, food and water and headed out. I could not have chosen a better time to hike into this gorge, the river danced, the birds sang and the sun felt good. Spring is coming
The two places I feel most at home are by/on the sea or in the desert. Today I was by the sea, a steady breeze was blowing, the air felt wonderful, clearing out the cobwebs as I headed towards a lunch of fresh oysters. This scene of someone kiteboarding and enjoying perfect weather had to be captured.
These were the oysters I had for lunch 🙂
Had to post this
Out for a walk today along a small lake. For some reason I was attracted to the algae on the surface along with the light reflections. Got the picture home, started playing with the contrast etc when the image took on a life of its own. Look at it, how many faces and skulls can you see? Just a trick of the light I know, but it made me stop. Is it me or does it look like Adolf Hitler’s head just to the right of my watermark? Tell me what you see 🙂
If you like the work of the painter Rothko you will hopefully appreciate my photographic creation based upon the work of his genius. If you don’t know about Rothko, look him up, his work has a quiet genius that can be stared at for hours.
I love the sea, I grew up next to it. Sailing boats are a thing of beauty for me, the way they move when under sail, the sound of the wind in the rigging as the bow kisses the waves. Hands on the wheel, sails taken in and let out as you play with the wind to find that perfect spot, poetry in motion, when the boat comes alive and surges forward as if pushed onwards by an invisible hand. There is something about sailing into the wide open void of the ocean, being out of sight of land, that brings a complete sense of your place in the universal order of things, not that we are too small to be important, but that we are a part of the universal whole.