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Good day friends.

It doesn't take long, not long at all. The people come streaming out of their homes; they look for a place to sit and breathe. That's all, a place to sit down and inhale the salty breeze passing cool along the river. It's the sensation of freedom on a small scale. Those people who stayed away from the sky during the storm.
This picture was taken after the tropical storm Ernesto passed over the mideastern coast of the United States. Not one hour after the rain stopped, did the humanity show its form to the sun and clouds again. It wasn't a bad storm; many have experienced worse. It was that Ernesto was the storm that showed its face right at the end of summer. When all should be calm and reasonable. Yet, mother nature is not reasonable, she rumbles and dances to her own time and song. She doesn't stay still for those that wish to control her, she demonstrates that which makes her uncontrolable. It is an awesome thing, the breeze.
Still, nature can show the most loving caress. She can envelope the land in a soft cover of blue emotion. Waking, she can stir one with the most moving of Ragas, light. Encompassing all of the senses; she pushes her might against you just as she lightly caresses you with warmth. It is not to be toyed with, nature. She exists to show us balance; what is right and wrong, soft and hard, strong and weak. With all that is to fear, we still can't wait to be in her embrace.
I watched as the trees swayed in the wind. I was sure that a towering mass of wood should fall straight through my small house. I sat in my driveway and watched the dance of the gods waiting to see if I would be the one that these towering idols would bump into. Not this time. I went to work and continued on my path unscathed. On my way home from that pastime known as work, I encountered these people trying soothe the rough skin of their life. She was there for them, even though they hid from her last night.


Fishing near Benedict Maryland...this is where the British landed on their way to burning Washington DC during the war of 1812.

Slight crop from the right to eliminate a little piece of pier. Convert to B&W, shrink then sharpen.

Please enjoy,
Chris.

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