One of the nicer things about winter is the lack of crowds. Another is the bay on cold, still mornings where it seems to be in hibernation, breathing lightly. This morning the faintest of pulse-like wavelets, arriving on an island of sand at low tide, and wrapping their energy gently around them.
I stood there for a while, filming it, and taking it in.
Another short video from my walk at the beach the other day (see Yellow Flipper!). I thought the way the water seemed to swell and have an energy invisible and all its own was both hypnotic and somehow soothing, so I’ve looped it together a few times. To be played in times of stress!