Cherry Grove Pier - 8105
The sky was a muted gray as Lori and I arrived at Cherry Grove Fishing Pier, rain tapping lightly on my camera bag. The pier stretched, ghostly and quiet, framed by a misty horizon where the sea and sky blurred together. Lori and I knew this was not the typical postcard-perfect weather that people seek for beach photography, but those were the cards we were dealt today. The rain had transformed the scene, no dramatic color transpired.
Many artists would walk away, but the challenge to create a unique perspective motivated my stay.
Our perspective is reality, weather is constant, and the world never sleeps, waves continued rolling in, their crests capped with white as they crashed against the pier’s supports, in the distance another, barely visible through the mist. The rain brought serenity to the place, a contrast to its usual sunny bustle.
I love what I do. I truly feel blessed!