Coffee and cream? Both classic combinations.
I always enjoy trying to capture the movement of the water at the beach. The photography part often takes a back seat to just being there, experiencing the soothing rhythm of the sea.
A blustery morning at the point.
A low-angle shot from a very windy, chilly morning at the beach. Gloves and down jacket notwithstanding, I was glad to get home and warm up with a cup of tea.
A ribbon of kelp, arranged in graceful swirls and loops by the gentle fingers of the tide.
On a recent morning beach walk, I happened upon this bit of seaweed that had snagged on a driftwood log and frozen overnight. A few minutes later the rising sun had melted most of the frost away.
The boat made no pretensions to beauty; it was remarkable only in the stark whiteness of its utilitarian fibreglass hull. But I liked the way it looked, set atop an ancient driftwood log, with a background of frosted foliage that preserved the minimalist colour palette.
Peering into the depths of a tide pool.
Honestly, I really didn’t feel like venturing out this morning. The temperature was around freezing with a stiff wind which made it feel a lot colder. But I gave myself a stern talking to, bundled up, and headed down to the beach.
The salt spray immediately coated my lens, and the wind made my eyes water, necessitating much wiping of each. Despite the bracing weather, it really was a beautiful winter morning.
Getting up close and personal with a bit of incoming surf. Not exactly the most relaxing kind of photography, because I was constantly having to leap out of the way of the higher waves to prevent my camera from getting splashed.
