My friends in the Outer Banks tell me I have no reason to worry about Tropical Storm Emily. Nothing will come of it they say. But just thinking about the storm made me take a look at the "stormy" post.
This photo caught my eye. I shot it as Bruce and I were sailing north under small craft warnings to Kent Narrows on the Crab House 150. I had been disappointed in the photo because I thought I did not convey the strength of the wind and the size of the waves that followed us up Eastern Bay. It was quite a ride on a blustery day.
Now that I look at the photograph again I like the texture of the wave, it looks like chiseled stone to me. It seems I could reach out and run my hand over the rough granite. The wind sculpts the waves, the sculpture constantly changes to the wind.