It’s hard to believe how different beaches can be – from the sun-warmed sands of the Galapagos to the rain-drenched shores of the Olympic Peninsula, west of Seattle. I took this as we trudged along Rialto Beach early in the morning, headed for a locally famous low-tide view of a gap in the (wet, slippery, and jagged) rocks.
This scene en route wasn’t pretty, exactly, but beautiful in its own way.
It seems to me that the difference between your two photos is the sky.
This picture has a sky of zero interest whereas in the Galapagos shot you are interested in the sky which has even more effect than the monochromatic vs colour.
Barry – It could be that you’re right. It was a grey day on Rialto Beach, without much difference between the sky and the sea.
I much prefer the Rialto Beach photo, which looks like a theatrical set for a mystery or a scene from a novel. The shapes, weights, contrasts between objects immobile and in some kind of motion — wave, tide, sand erosion, precarious tree growth, clouds — tickle the imagination. Splendid.
Laurna – There you go – there’s no arguing about taste. Glad you like it.