the changing of the seasons

* this entry from 5/26 *
The Changing of the Seasons, Isla Isabela

The changing of seasons, the changing of tides, overcast skies, light rains and music. Everyday -- a jog along the coast with solitude, sunsets, and sea. Today -- a flock of flamingos in flight, a streak of pink against the overcast gray sky.

The tide changes by the hour. In the evening the water is high; yesterday's footsteps erased. By nightfall the water has retreated, revealing rippled sand that glistens under the star specked sky. It feels almost alien, and walking feels a bit disorienting as though some gravitational pull is beckoning me to come out to sea.











sunset jogs