"The wind shows us how close to the edge we are". ~Joan Didion

"The torment of precautions 

often exceeds the dangers 

to be avoided.  

It is sometimes better 

to abandon one's self 

to destiny." 

~Napoleon Bonaparte

Images during Hurricane Irene in Chatham.

Cape Cod 2011

"Vision is the art of seeing things invisible." ~Jonathan Swift

"The substance of the winds

is too thin 

for human eyes, 

their written language 

is too difficult 

for human 

minds,

and their spoken language 

mostly 

too faint 

for the ears." 

~John Muir

 Fog and calm before the storm at Boat Meadow Beach

and Rock Harbor. Hurricane Irene.

Cape Cod 2011

"The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts." ~Marcus Aurelius Antonius

"I do not know what I may appear 

to the world;

but 

to myself 

I seem to have been only like a boy 

playing on the sea-shore, 

and diverting myself in 

now 

and then 

finding a smoother pebble 

or a prettier shell 

than ordinary, 

while the great ocean of truth 

lay all undiscovered 

before me." 

 

~Isaac Newton

Chasing twilight in Chatham and Brewster.

Paine's Creek Beach and Stage Harbor.

Cape Cod 2011

"When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge." ~Tuli Kupferberg

 Far clouds 

of feathery gold,
Shaded with deepest purple, 

gleam
Like islands 

on a 

dark 

blue sea.
 

~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Catching the sunset

Saint's Landing, Brewster

Cape Cod, 2011

"Silence is a fence around wisdom." ~German Proverb

"The artist's 

world 

is limitless. 

It can be found 

anywhere, 

far from where he 

lives

or a few feet away.  

It is always 

 on his 

doorstep."

~Paul Strand

Skiff and light.

Chatham, Cape Cod

2011

"The most beautiful view is the one I share with you." ~Author Unknown

Rise up nimbly 

and go 

on your strange journey 

to the ocean 

of meanings.

Leave 

and don't look away 

from the sun 

as you go, 

in whose light 

you're sometimes crescent, 

sometimes 

full. 

~Rumi

Images taken around Provicetown, 

Cape Cod 

summer 2011

"To unpathed waters, undreamed shores." ~William Shakespeare

Every Grain of Sand

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way 

I always hear my name
Then onward in my journey

I come to understand
That every hair is numbered 

like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches 

in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, 

in the chill of wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness 

fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence 

on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion 

of the sea
Sometimes I turn, 

there's someone there, 

at other time it's me
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, 

like every grain of sand.

~Bob Dylan lyrics

A morning walk on the Brewster flats

Linnell Landing

2011