Beauty on the Waves

It is but a few degrees above freezing but I can’t tear myself away from the shoreline. The waves crash against the rocks endlessly and with such fury! Every drop of water that sprays into the air is transfigured into a crystallene rainbow in the light of the setting sun. I fear for my safety, away from shelter, but I remain. Transfixed.

Filed under survival, wilderness, ocean, cold.

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