Saturday, June 11, 2016


Daylight wanes as sky becomes heavy.
Isobars compress and warp; cross-sectioned onions on the nightly news.
The coast awakens, transformed from the doldrums of summer.
Warmth; a flickering memory, like those drawn upon for favourable conditions at half-forgotten spots. The ocean roars, resuming it’s age-old attack on the coastline in a relentless barrage of storm fronts. And so the hunt begins, chasing the nooks hidden from wind and seas.
Schedule revolves around brief opportunities, better described as optimistic hunches.
A goading carrot dangled, and ever so occasionally within reach.
Winter chasing shapes on the fringes of the North Atlantic.
A collections of moments captured along the way.

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