Island Light: Nature's Rhythms
A tricky perch.
A tricky perch.
Big sky, big cloud.
Big sky, big cloud.
Burst of color.
Burst of color.
Skimmers.
Skimmers.
Skateboard on East Chop.
Skateboard on East Chop.
Who us?
Who us?
In the forest.
In the forest.
Ocean Park fountains.
Ocean Park fountains.
Glad to be in OB.
Glad to be in OB.
Flooring it.
Flooring it.
Catching air.
Catching air.
On the lookout.
On the lookout.
A gingerbread day.
A gingerbread day.
Aerial expertise.
Aerial expertise.
Feeling ducky.
Feeling ducky.
A Quitsa moment.
A Quitsa moment.
Aaaaah.
Aaaaah.
See you tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
Batter up.
Batter up.
Here's the pitch.
Here's the pitch.
Each moment arrives with the promise of possibility. A raindrop, a brush of wind. The light sparkling through the leaves. A sleeping dog, a curious toddler on the move. An ocean wave, the grit of the sand. The lingering scents of morning, midday and nightfall.
The rhythms of the wide world know no equal. Welcome to the infinite and ephemeral.