At the seaside, at high tide, at low tide, by the river, we look at the shore, the bank, the water, and beyond.
The wind touches and teases us, we play with it. The reeds start their shrill music as if hordes of locusts were surrounding us, we take shelter.
With our feet in the mud, we are not the only living beings to pass by; photo safari in search of animal footprints: birds, dogs, deer, insects and worms live here.
We turn around and human activities are present, bridges, roads, salt ponds, fishing boats, small villages, sometimes a monastery in its quiet and green surroundings.
And we, in the middle of this new and captivating world, letting ourselves be guided by our fortuitous and wonderful discoveries, feel in harmony.
Always at the water’s edge, between heaven and earth.