There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

Definition of Walkabout :

a short period of wandering as an occasional interruption of regular work
Showing posts with label Atlantic Ocean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Atlantic Ocean. Show all posts

22 February 2015


Palm trees in the distance, a rickety and wooden fence line in  the sand.
A mild winters day on the Atlantic. The birds far out number the brazen souls that are scattered here today. The concrete pier is a lone king to the foamy waves that end their long journey here from the western lands of Europe.
You are pulled into the symmetric pillars that give rise to the lone king. One step closer to understanding.
In the blink of a watery eye covered in dust, you disappear, the lone king remains in it's concrete solitude.

25 May 2013

Two Lights

One must navigate the seaside towns and winding streets of New England to find your way to the coast, as there is no direct route to the ocean. This makes finding hidden gems such as Two Lights all the more special.

As one climbs up and over the sandy hillside, the world opens to the expansive Atlantic ocean. Instead of sand beaches though, rock formations that appear to be more in the form of petrified wood cover the landscape in surreal beauty. We humans stand in the majestic awesomeness of nature as insignificant dots in the world.
 Listening to the crashing waves upon the rocks breaks the chains of the workweek, freeing the mind to ponder universal questions.....
and lets me be me.