A Solstice Of Mists


June 21st, midsummer morning: usually associated with images like this. But on the Shoreline, the solstice was wreathed in fog. Always this place manifests uncertainty, indeterminacy.

Down on the beach the other day, as I watched the tide ebb and flow, it struck me that the Shoreline is where, quite literally, things can go either way.

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