Wednesday, October 02, 2013

Counting the things that cannot be counted

Wave at the horizon
Grand Bend, ON
July 2013
Thematic. Multiples. Here.
I stood on the shore and watched the perfectly random waves repaint the surface for as far as the eye could see.

I stood on the shore and wondered how many waves there were, if it was even possible to calculate such a thing.

I stood on the shore and realized some things are best left to the imagination. For now, it was enough to just close my eyes and feel the breeze.

Your turn: What do you think about what you stare out at a scene like this?


smalltownme said...

How brave the first explorers were, to sail into the endless and unknown horizon.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I think you need the Count, Carmi.

Tabor said...

I think how small and random I am and how we all disappear eventually in time.