Spring is in full advance by late April and at Indian Point beside the warming sea it is two weeks ahead of our home which is shaded by forest and higher in elevation. These are almost too easy images to create with the camera, bright new leaves against a vivid blue sky, but I do work to record the aspects that would be easy to pass over: last year`s grassy seed heads, frail amid the new grass, the perfect sprays of new alder leaves set against the darker shadows.
What is special today, as I climb carefully over the rugged shoreline outcrops, is a very low tide. I find that with great care I can slither over the sea-weedy rocks, around a point and below an overhanging cliff. Up above are the familiar little arbutus that I have photographed many times and the cliff edge from which I have pointed my camera down to the rippling sea. How useful a fresh perspective can be, and how this new viewpoint creates new possibilities for thought. The weathered old stump, usually so difficult to access, has all sorts of possibilities, the rock face, the old fir I last photographed from above in a storm, all these familiar elements are now up close and personal and open new ways of experiencing this familiar world.