7.16.2012

Sands of time


I was deeply intrigued by the shapes in the sand as a kid. I guess there is an elaborated scientific explanation dealing with tides and waves and the like. I don't care too much. I'm still deeply intrigued by the shapes. The way the seem to form an ordered secuence, which they obviously do not.

Steeping in the sand as soon as the tide retreats is always like finding a virgin spot on the first morning of snow every winter. You want to put your foot on it. Leave your mark, your footprint, ruin all that geometrical splendour. The moment you do, you feel deeply conservationist. You would like that they pass a Law forbidding snow/sand footprinting.

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