Other times I am captured by flowers. This beach access path is particularly beautiful in the late spring. The path is like a portal to another world. The flowers have no smell and the vines have thorns.
WINDOW WENCH: Writer/photographer migrant janitor who prefers to camp without electricity near running water. Calusa and Penobscot wannabe. Currently summers near Frenchman's Bay and Acadia National Park. Seeks sustainable living in a consumer oriented materialistic society suffering from severe absence of presence caused by The Singularity. Mini gardener who plants seeds and expensive experiences in the souls of two grandchildren. Certified Florida Safe Boater with no boat.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Being Captured by the Incredible
There are moments here on this island where I am captured by the incredible. Sometimes it can happen when I see a bird. Here's an osprey that was perched over my head while I was biking along a trail at Bowman's Beach. The osprey had no fear of me and I managed to capture an entire series of photographs. I like how fierce he looks in this one.
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