“The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.
The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.
Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.
Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life.
The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage.Dare to breach the surface and sink.”
~ Vera Nazarian
Exploring the Eastern Coast
Pretty Chairs All in a Row
We hit the sunny beaches where we occupy ourselves keeping the sun off our skin . . . and the sand out of our belongings. ~Erma Bombeck
Door County, Wisconsin. The chairs all in a row, the boats all anchored, Green Bay placid. In another three hours, this beach will be filled with vacationers. Lots of splashing, calling, sun-worshiping. But at 7:30 in the morning, there aren’t too many people wandering around. It’s one of the best times of the day, my way of thinking.
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is taking an August break from writing long blog posts, but the photos continue while Sherpa and she spend a few days in the “Cape Cod of the Midwest.”
Sand Dunes in Blue
After leaving Santa Fe, we spent a couple of days camping at the Great Sand Dunes National Park in southern Colorado. I wanted to photograph the dunes at sunrise. The temperatures had dropped into the teens in the early morning hours and iced the sculptured sand, making the trek up the dunes rather easy. It’s much easier to climb frozen dunes than to sink with every step into soft sand.
Shadows and Tracks
What creature do you think passed this way? On the sandy beach tucked in front of the Whitefish Dunes on the shores of Lake Michigan. Only the shadows, only the tracks.
It is suggested that the tracks are those of a Great Blue Heron, one who seems to be dragging his feet a little in the soft sand.
Door County, Wisconsin