well, hey, turning marsh mud into gold isn't easy either.... it was low tide and I was standing on the far end of the long boardwalk in yarmouthport, way out in the marsh at grays beach...
My dad used to say I had too much lead in my ... and never hurried. Maybe it was gold after all. Now I'm in the Golden Years and I feel like Lead. I like the shades of blue mixed with the golden hue of the sand. Maybe life really isn't all fun and games. Very nice post Mary.
A different way of looking at things... you really brought out the beauty of this spot. I love your framing of this image, Mary! The angle works so well with the natural tidal flow.
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Mary, what I like about this picture is that if you have a silly mind like I have instead of mud in a marsh I see a view of the Earth from a satellite.Yes, I know it's daft but look at it again. If the water is sea then the mud is land. Isn't it clear?
I really love this picture. It reminds me of some of the marshes and estuaries we have here. The lighting and angle and ripples of water are great! Just one question: Where are all of the birds? :)
Psalm 1:3 "He shall be like a tree Planted by the rivers of water, That brings forth its fruit in its season, Whose leaf also shall not wither; And whatever he does shall prosper."
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