Listening

[stealthdozer]

I took a front row seat at Giant Steps to watch the tide surge in this afternoon. A salt and spray sea breeze cooled me as I listened to the slow roar of eternal surf. A dark slate blue and bright aquamarine ocean churned to white foam heaved against the sun-warmed brown and grey granite under a haze blue sky streaked with alto-cirrus.



Giant Steps
Bailey Island.