Like cosmic explorers gliding into another world, we gently land under a canopy of stars and audaciously stake our claim here—at the edge of everything.
Down the way, at the intersection where sunrises and sunsets cross, fellow travelers ebb and flow with the seasons.
We stay—along with wild horses, deer, and coyote—to ride out epic fall storms and chilling winter blasts.
Just when we’ve had enough, spring returns to open delicate flowers and to warm our hearts.
Then summer rushes in to play, running down sun-drenched beaches and swimming in whirling ocean waters.
Ironically, this otherworldly place, forever in motion, evokes a quiet stillness, anchored in tranquility.
(All photographs in this post are mine. Please do not use them without my permission.)