Back to a different shore: here we are again at New Buffalo, MI. It was a particularly beautiful day….. my wife and I enjoyed a walk along Lake Michigan soaking in the sun and marveling at the ocean-like size and scope of the lake. I still prefer salty air, and the unique sound of the ocean waves, but I have to admit, Lake Michigan is beautiful.
and so i decided to run along the shore of my life
all the shells are still there
scattered shattered memories washed by the sea
wind and sand, salt and sun, time and rain
the ocean sings the waves dance
it has always been the way of grace
love is here
i am grateful
for all the love that is here
Well…. maybe not serving these today 🙂 Jones Beach, New York.
Back to my favorite beach: Jones Beach, NY. For me, the nature of the shore brings a welcomed reminder of my smallness…. a sense of wonder… a sense of story…. it’s funny that I really don’t have a desire to be on the sea… but taking a walk along the shore…the music of the waves…the sea gull choirs… the refrain of the ocean advancing and retreating as my feet are swallowed up by the sand… salty air you can taste… and memories… clinging to my dad as a child while he fearlessly carried me into – what was for me – the great deep ocean…i was terrified and overjoyed all at once…. or watching my dad effortlessly float on his back as he sailed away… my mom breaking out delicious food and making sure we had sunscreen… lots of sunscreen!….. hope you are having a great weekend…
Back to Jones Beach State Park for this capture. Have a wonderful weekend!
Back to Jones Beach State Park for this post. This is part of a series of images were taken back in January on a rather cold and dull day, so it has been fun working with the pictures to try and find some detail and perspective. I love the shore when it is like this…quiet…deserted…salty air…loud, winter surf…time speeds away and slows down all at once…if that makes sense…..
The Jones Beach Boardwalk still manages to charm after all these years. If you have been around my blog at all you know about my love for the shore, and especially, the beaches at Jones Beach and Robert Moses. When I smell the salty air, walk on the sand and boardwalk, and put my feet in the water (which I did when this was taken on a cold day in January), I am taken back to so many moments spent on these shores….. I remember clinging to my dad, laughing and frightened all at once, while he fulfilled my request to take me out into the sea. I would hold on tighter and tighter as each Atlantic wave approached, thinking for sure we would be knocked down, but my dad just stood there…against that BIG ocean…to me he was the most powerful man in the world. To this day, in so many ways, he is.
Most of the Chicago area was transformed into the ice planet Hoth this winter. Tauntauns would have been helpful…. except for the smell. This was taken at Robert Moses State Park, on Long Island in New York. (No Tauntauns were harmed in the taking and processing of this photograph.)
Robert Moses State Park. Love the shore…. any time of year…. I love the shore…
I think this structure was the place to rent umbrellas. Taken on a cold January day, so, no umbrella required. Jones Beach, NY.
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