I wasn’t going to take a photograph. I was just going to sit and enjoy the fine November light on the water, the call of the seagulls on the rocks and an eagle sitting overhead in a tree. I rolled down the window of my old ford pickup inhaling deeply. Saltwater, damp seaweed and snow someplace in the distant mountains obscured by cloud cover.
Then I said, “Well maybe I will just wander a bit on the shore. Oh I guess I might as well take the camera.”
As I gently closed the door of “Miss Prissy” I must admit to still denying I was going to take a photograph.
“I have so many photographs of this beach” I told myself.
But none are exactly like this one.
Reef Bay, Mayne Island, British Columbia Canada