Driftwood is pleasing to the senses. It looks good, feels good, smells good, and sounds good with the water caressing its ancient bark. Lately the driftwood has been broken or taken away from a landscape that I have grown close to over the years. Sometimes driftwood is better left where it decides to fall, drifting in the senses of all who pass by.
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Hey Brian...playing catch up again. Still going back and forth to PA and VA.
Drift wood graveyard...oh man how I would love to get up close and personal with the big patches of driftwood! I just love the photo's.
In the second photo do I spy a bite of reflection? Hard to tell but look at tree to the left then the water right in front of it....relection or ground sand from shallows that just happens to be the same shape and color of tree?
Traci,The beach starts to decline to the water follows the shoreline. Wow good eye.
I love the shot of the single drift-tree reaching up to the sky. Lovely!!
Thank you Roxanne. I love the driftwood as well. I never tire of taking photos of the driftwood. Today I took over 600 photos of the driftwood with a heavy surf. I hope to post some soon.
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