Tuesday, April 22, 2008

pensive pam

pensive pam
Originally uploaded by rod lewis
sand is ever sinking and shifting. The surf and tides transport sediment and erode the beach. Jetties, or groins if you will, are built to impede transport and erosion.
Trees die, and break and fall.
But in the midst of instability, protruding from shifting sand carried by the ebb and flow, are stumps rooted so deeply that they hold firm at the edge of the world.

One does well on a sunny winter's day to stop a moment, lean against a steadfast stump, and contemplate it's solid grip.