Sandy Point Sunset
Feeling down, I went out to Plum Island to get away from it all and maybe bring back a couple of shots worth working on. I spent almost three hours wandering the beach, but I might as well have been blind – nothing caught my eye. I did not feel inspired. So I packed up my gear and started back, demoralized, dejected, depressed. I passed a wide swath where the remnants of the last high tide slowly drained back toward the Atlantic, leaving a thin gleaming sheen stretched over the smooth face of the beach. I turned around one last time, as though to check if I left something behind.
Sandy Point Sunset
Feeling down, I went out to Plum Island to get away from it all and maybe bring back a couple of shots worth working on. I spent almost three hours wandering the beach, but I might as well have been blind – nothing caught my eye. I did not feel inspired. So I packed up my gear and started back, demoralized, dejected, depressed. I passed a wide swath where the remnants of the last high tide slowly drained back toward the Atlantic, leaving a thin gleaming sheen stretched over the smooth face of the beach. I turned around one last time, as though to check if I left something behind.