I do love the skies the passing storms create. It’s why I favor winter over summer on the coast. Perhaps I hope this to be a metaphor for the stormy events our world is struggling with these days.
To enter water is, of course, to cross a border. You pass the lake’s edge, the sea’s shore, the river’s brink – and in so doing you arrive at a different realm, in which you are differently minded because differently bodied.
― Robert Macfarlane,