When the tide recedes, it does so in little laps of the waves. The action leaves tiny ridges in the sand. I think the pock marks are from burst bubbles of sea foam.
Yes, that’s a brilliant description, and it’s hard to imagine how the water made this series of imprints. Fantastic. I’m feeling happy that you posted another beach image, too. 🙂 More!
Really nice find, Linda. I love to find subtle but very detailed patterns like this in nature…always reminding me of William Stafford’s poem “Grace Abounding”
So glad to know you liked that poem, Linda. My wife gave me a collection of his poems called “Even in Quiet Places” a year or so ago which included ‘Grace Abounding’ and a number of others that I have resonated with me.
This image reminded me of stitching…narrow ridges created by overcast threads and some french knots!
We all seem to bring out own artistic media to your work. Or perhaps you just bring that out of us because of your beautifully composed
photos and artist’s eye to nature.
Wave painting – what a wonderful term 😊
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February 3, 2018 at 3:22 AM
Well, “printing” was my word, but “painting” works, too, Alastair!
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February 3, 2018 at 5:11 PM
Whoops! I must have mis-read it. Does that say something about me?
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February 3, 2018 at 5:23 PM
I think you thought/felt the same way I did when I saw these marks. You just saw a painting in your mind, and I just saw a print.
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February 3, 2018 at 5:36 PM
Yes, that’s a brilliant description, and it’s hard to imagine how the water made this series of imprints. Fantastic. I’m feeling happy that you posted another beach image, too. 🙂 More!
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February 3, 2018 at 1:32 PM
Two more beach images, Lynn. Then it’s off to something else.
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February 3, 2018 at 5:12 PM
Fascinating how the ocean can leave such subtle marks. Thanks for bringing this to our attention.
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February 3, 2018 at 2:09 PM
You’re welcome, Alan, though I can’t be the first one. Thanks for writing.
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February 3, 2018 at 5:13 PM
Really nice find, Linda. I love to find subtle but very detailed patterns like this in nature…always reminding me of William Stafford’s poem “Grace Abounding”
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February 3, 2018 at 8:49 PM
What a beautiful poem. Stafford has nailed it. I was not familiar with “Grace Abounding.” Others reading this blog comment and wanting to know the poem may click here: http://thepeoplecouldfly.blogspot.com/2008/02/grace-abounding.html.
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February 4, 2018 at 11:31 AM
So glad to know you liked that poem, Linda. My wife gave me a collection of his poems called “Even in Quiet Places” a year or so ago which included ‘Grace Abounding’ and a number of others that I have resonated with me.
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February 4, 2018 at 2:02 PM
This image reminded me of stitching…narrow ridges created by overcast threads and some french knots!
We all seem to bring out own artistic media to your work. Or perhaps you just bring that out of us because of your beautifully composed
photos and artist’s eye to nature.
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February 4, 2018 at 7:10 AM
Thank you, Clare. Another friend has suggested quilt lines. I really enjoy knowing where these photographs take people.
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February 4, 2018 at 12:10 PM