behind this drop ~
shore pound whispers
what the seal saw
my favorite view on the planet~
i don't take pictures of people
spring time in Cascadia
a time machine~
to relentlessly reliving life's moments
following that board over the lip
look people ! it was May Long Weekend, the Canadian holiday
all the sun we saw~ burning down at dusk
a beacon, to hide from sleep
do we ever thank the moon ?
what if the clouds are hiding something ?
Sunday small drive home diaries
giant step to logjam
mushy cold moments of i don't know how to surf
to eat some thing's head
the ocean's tampon
soaked wet marbly sounds
against a fluffed out candy cotton
embroiled pishkins
a cartoon fragment
where i crashed my spaceship
beside first light yawning
a sandy unwashed face ~ hungry for coffee and the strength to suit up
while should have been ~ paddling out
the hip bone of mermaids
a sea star on stilts sits stunned and stranded
the trail i follow
to wet dead things
outside mommas
washed away
death mounts us all to the ground
4 foot @ 14 seconds forever~ a new high tide spot
my analog vanagon~
Great photos, hope you had fun.Still at the beach,I think me and dad have chickenpox,what fun.pucci.
ReplyDeletesilly,that's a duck skull - the bill.the mermaids thank you for the thought though.
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