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Convergence
For me, full moon nights were best to experience this quiet convergence of sky and waves. Watching in awe, like I walked in on a secret meeting somewhere in between… and for a moment, I’d feel out of place. But sitting with it now, I don’t feel that same distance. Something shifted. Where I…
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Held in between
It wasn’t a bright day. The sky was covered, soft and gray, with clouds that didn’t seem to be going anywhere. The palm trees stood still against it, not reaching, not bending… just there. There was no dramatic light.No clear moment to capture. And still, I stopped. I think I’ve spent a lot of…
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Looking up again
As a child, I would stay up late nights (especially in the summer) and just watch the sky—the stars, the moon… everything. I grew up in the inner city, so there wasn’t the best view. But when I’d visit my grandparents in the country, the sky was so clear. I loved it. The first…