August 25, 2012
Hydrosphere, On the road, Photoblogs
What else can I say? After dusk, all cats are gray. I like to slip out of tungsten light into moonshine and star lanes. This is the darker face of Rockport, still full of grace...
Having spent 15 years of my life diving my way around the world’s oceans, I now have sea water in my veins and long for the soothing sound of bubbles. And there is fresh water out there too.