the beautiful “off” season

I particularly love the winter shore. The lonely beach seems to have more to say during the “off” season. I enjoy the endless songs of the water as the waves crash, and the water spreads out in a desperate attempt to explore and experience more of what it’s like to be on land. The taste of cold, salty air…

towering moments

I am back in my home town on Long Island, in New York, to visit my elderly parents. If you have hiked around this blog you know that when I return to Long Island I always spend time walking along the shore at Jones Beach and capturing images of this amazing public park. These images are of the Jones Beach tower, affectionately called “the pencil”, that supplies water to the park. Thanks for stopping by.

the unexpected

This was taken near the end of my walk around the Montauk Point Lighthouse. Along the right edge of the image you can make out the “road” that was made when these giant boulders were laid along the shore to protect it from erosion.

What I didn’t expect to see at the end of my walk were these stone markers along the edge of the sea. Suddenly I felt like I was in some kind of sacred space where each of these represented a story or some kind of memorial.

I was alone in this field of small stone towers…

i don’t see any signs

Back to Long Island and Montauk Point Lighthouse for today’s post. On the north and south side of the lighthouse you can walk down to the shore, as you can see in the image above. When I turned to take this image I noticed the large rocks in front of the lighthouse featured a shelf – like a path – in between the two sloping sections of rock. I thought to myself, “I don’t see any signs… so…”

So, I started walking around the lighthouse. It was low tide, so I was grateful to stay dry while at the same time wondering what it would be like to walk around the lighthouse at high tide!

It was a short, but beautiful walk with the mighty Atlantic Ocean filling my view. Thanks for stopping by.