oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess

Posts tagged “water

Trapped

I’ve used this photo already on a post for my other blog, but it popped into my head today, so here it is again. What I see is just a bunch of traps stacked up together. But what I think about is warm breezes, rolling waves, voices tossed up like so much sea spray, and the salty, marshy, fishy smell of untamed waters.

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If there is magic on this planet,

it is contained in water.

– Loran Eisley

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low tide

Nearly everything watery feels romantic to me, inspiring the dreamer, the artist, the adventurer within. A wooden post sunk into the ground is ordinary and mundane. Somehow that same post, raising its weathered head out of the water, becomes a metaphor for life. What I see here are many such posts, basking in the sun at low tide. What I immediately thought when I saw them is that life leaves its mark on us all.

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The people we meet, the things that we do –

the experiences of our life –

leave a permanent mark upon us.

Sometimes it’s just more visible.