Thursday, July 8, 2010
Incomprehensible Sea
A time of staggering change, which insists on a touching back to one's past. I didn't grow up in Cape May and Wildwood but they were twenty-five miles down the road from the place I loved best. And here they are again, so many years later, the salt marshes, the phragmites, the trumpet vines, the Japanese black pines--not to mention the boardwalks (candied and carmelized) within view of that incomprehensible sea.
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Hmmm...I'm curious/concerned about what staggers those changes and hope that you are not too overly staggered for your birthday, which I hope is joyous, ecstatic, stone-skipping, dance-all-night happy!!!
Staggering change = growing up, Bill. Interior stuff. I think it's going to be a good year.
I hope you guys are well.
the prairie (the pervasive geographic feature where i live) sometimes seems like a sea; i've yet to get the exact words that describe how i feel when i look onto it.
Nancy, why not try to describe it as a sea and let the description itself do the work of feeling? You should check out Mark's new book THE ART OF DESCRIPTION, which he just wrote about on his blog.
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I should say that the first nine photos here are from Cape May, the rest Wildwood.
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