ocean orange

i went to the ocean to seek out and bury myself in greys, walk through their tidal strength, and feel them cling in all their sandy vigor to my feet. what i didn't expect to find were the oranges of the shore delivered by the sea, stripped away from the bark of trees and laid bare under the misting sky. 


it was a good day. a very good day. and a necessary reminder to keep an eye on and embrace with warmth what's right before you.