Winter Mist


Fog rising in the woods and the snow melting. The thaw is spreading out into my limbs too. Maybe I’m melting? Opening my heart to a new experience. The swamp behind our house is now a river and it flows effortlessly.

It rained most of the day yesterday but there was a small break at about noon and I practically ran down to the ocean to take pictures. The mist was not as it thick as it had been in the morning but the light was beautiful with the snow and clouds. Every so often I’d look at the ocean and you could see the warm wind raking the surface of the water into different designs. But it didn’t take long for bands of rain to make their way back to shore. After working on the water for a few years now I have a keen sense by watching and feeling the ocean where the rain is going and how soon before I need to take cover. It’s a skill of observation that makes me feel so much a part of the environment here.

I’ve noticed just in this short time by doing things more spontaneously I’ve become more excited about the things that I do. I feel inspired and productive in a way I haven’t felt in a while. It feels like I’ve tapped into a stream of creativity that has been flowing by me but I haven’t been able to see until now. Perception is an amazing thing. The act of seeing and being an observer within and outside of your body is an art in itself.

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