My first week on the island, the storm called Katia
was running wild off the east coast.
Although she missed the island by hundreds of miles,
her wake was impressive.
On the 'back side' of the island,
the land is held in permanent conservation,
allowing everyone full opportunity
to witness the power and beauty of the ocean
from the rocks and cliffs.
Some days the water is what the locals call 'flat calm'.
(Some nights the water is so calm, the Milky Way
can be seen reflected on its surface.)
Not so in Katia's wake on September 8.
These photos were taken with the long lens I recently acquired.
It looks as if I was right by the shore.
I most certainly was not.
As you can see below, the ocean is deceptive.
Looking out from 130' above sea level,
the water seems calm enough.
No hint of the wild currents and powerful undertow
below the surface.
Yet foam generated by the waves'
never-ending pounding onto shore
provide a hint of the power that is within the water.
It resembles clotted cream to me.
Beautiful, yet ample warning to those who approach.
The day following these photos, a visitor to the island was exploring
a natural formation in the rocks on the edge of the shore.
He was swept out to sea and his body has yet to be found.
The pamphlet handed out to all who visit the island cautions:
"Always keep a bulwark between yourself and the sea."
Words to be respected.
Even as we pray for the lost and those who love them.