We do not anything alone.
Something magical about a stroll on the beach with the lull of ocean waves roaring as a reminder what puny space we occupy in this world. Do we command the waters? No. Can they overtake us? Yes. By right of man we enjoy domain and yet what power and control have we truly?
Images by Samuel Nesbitt
Location: Nor Cal Coast
Previously in this series:
What happened to the Pinup piece of this publication?