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To The Sea. June 25, 2009

Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
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I had planned to go to the White Mountains of New Hampshire this past weekend, to climb Mount Washington to its Alpine Garden, a plateau at about five thousand feet elevation, where plants generally found a thousand miles farther north might be found blooming in June, diminutive, hearty and a long way from the road.

But the forecast called for Suck, and I changed my plans.

I went to the beach instead.

Where the weather Sucked as well, but it wasn’t a lethal sucking, as the White Mountains are famous for, but rather a gentle sucking,  as one might wish for when at the beach.

Anyway.

It was cool and windy and gray, with an insistent wind driving a fine mist horizontally, perfect for a first day of summer in the tropical paradise of Massachusetts:

raincoats

The cheeriest thing about this scene was the Teutonic seawall separating Nature and Man, and the reassuring sense that Man wasn’t up to the challenge.

But as all clouds have their silver linings, the local surfers dug the wind-whipped world, ignoring the rain ’cause, hey, they’re soaked anyway!

surfers

I, on the other hand, was bummed.  It was a long drive to come up with no photographs, but setting up in the wind and rain was hard to get psyched for.

So I sought out nooks and crannies in the seaside flora, trying to find a refuge from the wind without stepping in some college girl’s refuge from the wind;

Trust me, stay out of the bushes when you’re at the beach.

But there were copious roses and lots of poison ivy, two plants which hold their own in the Urban Wild, because nobody wants to mess with them:

beach roses

Pretty flowers, atmospheric conditions not withstanding:

roses

I struggled valiantly against the wind, then surrendered,  crossing the road to the inland side to photograph a marsh:

sea lillies

and its stalwart inhabitants:

ducks

…including a few baby swans:

swanlettes

…whose Momma was busy trying to mooch food from us motorists.  And a gull bathing with a fury:

gull

He was funny.

But as much fun as this was, I missed the urgency of the sea, so after I indulged in a ten dollar clam roll I headed south to Plum Island, a  bit of wilderness on Boston’s north shore.

The wind was stiff there as well:

windy tree

…but the resident water fowl didn’t seem to mind:

egret

The long, slow drive to the parking lot at the end of the dirt road deposited me in the company of hard-core fishermen, lost hikers and a rare glimpse of isolation just a few miles north of a major American city:

rocks

…with tall waves pounding the rocky shore as gulls scavenged the pools for stranded unfortunates.  It was as desolate and pure as one has any right to expect, being this close to millions of fellow travelers:

empty beach

Hey, when the wind blows, photograph rocks.

I have a few more from this junket which may see daylight, but then again, perhaps that’s enough of the Poorly-Lit Subjects for one lifetime.

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Comments»

1. Genie Sea - June 25, 2009

Is there a rule that says photographs have to always be sunny? Well, if there is, you just broke it to pieces. These are breathtaking and heart-piercing compositions.

2. sherry - June 25, 2009

just wonderful, truly breathtaking. thanks!

3. kkryno - June 25, 2009

Always beautiful to see what your lens captures. Thanks for sharing your pics with us, Ralph.

4. Sylvia Kirkwood - June 25, 2009

Regardless of weather that sucked, you set about to find the beauty and you did, indeed, as always! Exquisite shots and all the more beautiful because the weather didn’t cooperate, therefore making the colors of the flowers all the more brilliant. And a brilliant photographer you are indeed, CR! Have a lovely weekend!

5. littlebangtheory - June 25, 2009

Wow.

[blushes]

I will, thanks, you-all.

🙂

6. susan - June 29, 2009

I’ve been up here looking at weeks worth of your photos and, as always, I can’t choose any favorites. I just love the way you see.


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