Alive in the Fog I
We almost missed Second Beach after turning right at the river mouth. I had expected the Pacific Northwest coast to feel as somber as it looked. Up close, every pool and rock seemed busy with life. Out in the fog, jagged sea stacks wore unruly heads of trees.
Between these two photographs, an eagle seized a weary seabird from the sand and carried it away. I doubted it would survive.
在河口右转，差点让我们错过 Second Beach。原以为 PNW 的海岸总是这样阴郁，走近却发现活力四射。一滩水、一块岩，生命此起彼伏。雾中山石嶙峋，却偏偏都长着一头“树发”。
两张照片的间隙，老鹰从沙滩抓走了一只疲惫的海鸟。凶多吉少。
Continue the Sequence: Alive in the Fog II