Time and tide

For more than fifty years, I have lived within the rhythm of these tides. My photographs are not records of what is here, but expressions of how it feels to stand in these places: the salt in the air, the shadows of oak branches shifting in the wind, the quiet pull of water returning to the sea. Each is an invitation to see the coast not only as it is, but as it has always been — eternal in its change.

 

Echoes

 

Receding Tide

 

Deserted Beach

 

Clouds Across The Marsh

 

Serenity At Low Tide

 

The Shallows

 

Causeway To Paradise

 

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Day’s End

 

The Main Road

 

Ghost Road

 

Massive Oaks

 

Beach Road

 

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Plum Orchard

 

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