I wanted to frame this man right on the edge of the picture because that best seemed to echo a sense of quiet observation that I like in this photo.
Can you see the seagull on the crest of the wave? I would love to take this photo again with a better lense and shorter shutter speed to get each droplet of foam in crystal clear action.
There is something so beautiful about flocks of birds flying in perfect togetherness floating on the thermals. There were thousands and thousands of sparrows here and they flew continuously around the pier putting on the most amazing displays and darting as fast as lightning to the beach then back to the horizon and then up and away into the sky in an ever changing circle. How do they all stay together and know where they are each supposed to be as they change direction in a split second? They don't seem to be separate beings; they are more like one collective spirit split into different bodies. (I will stop going off on a philosophical tangent now and get back to the photos).