Stunning even in the fog!
The silent power of the sea speaks loudly here! Barren rock with hidden tide pools lush with urchins, sea weeds and a nursery for the young fish.
A nice shelter made of driftwood – next storm will reveal the roots of an old tree long washed into the water some winter night long ago.
The morning fog defies the boundary between us and the sea.
A testament to time it’s self.
The way we came
The never ending search for sustenance.
The starkness of this diversity is where we find prosperity – not in the sameness that so many of us desire.