As New Year's day stretched out into afternoon, cloud gathered and the wind strengthened. At Himatangi beach the crowds still hadn't dispersed, although most people had retreated to the shelter of their cars. A few tried new body boards in the grey, churning surf; a wind cart raced back and forth; sunlight scurried in patches along the beach. In the absence of cars and people, the beach seemed prehistoric.
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Hi Pete
This seascape prints tsunami on my brain-waves.
But it was only bluffing.
I always think that's what draws us to the beach, it is prehistoric. It reminds us what is imprinted in our cells. It's like staring at the beautiful fertile womb of the world. (Or not, it could just be a very cool beach for surfing and boogie boarding!)
A study of impermanence perhaps? Love the clarity of the light. And the colours...
Paterika, this coast would suffer severely from a tsunami of any size. The dunes in the photo are not much lower than the land behind, for many kilometres.
Zhoen, given the weather we've had since then, it's still trying hard to bluff.
Robin, that says it beautifully. Something about coasts and oceans seems utterly profound; that environment seems like a return home. (And it is indeed a great boogie board beach).
Thanks Michael. Impermanence — yes, on scales from daily to, well, the changes never cease.
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