20/20 Project: Day 7, Tasmania

Day 7. Tasmania.

In the dunes, there are a hundred shades of white, and the wind paints their names into the dry sand with spindly leaf brushes. It’s a sparse language, whispering only in the essence of things: their lines, shapes, textures; their form but not their character. I have much to learn here, and I am just beginning to hear.

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20/20 Project: Day 7, Tasmania

365 Project: Day 172

Day 172

Day 172. Time for a break from all those trees! A calm morning, Strahan. They all seemed to be calm mornings there! The light on the horizon was from an approaching ship (please bear in mind this was a 60 second exposure)… I was going to clone it out, but decided it should stay.

365 Project: Day 172