Day 278 - a Year by the Sea

Grass. Simply grass. The marsh offers a different sort of scene than the prairies of the Great Plains. Out there it’s all about stretching. Everything just keeps on going, sky, grass or clouds. At Belle Isle, there is always a building or a jet in the background. There are limits but it’s very easy to lose sight of them. It’s not about pretending that the houses or the cars aren’t there. It is that they just don’t matter much. This grass is only three or four hundred yards from a street full of homes and people but I’ve seen a Peregrine Falcon stooping over prey on this same spot. After watching that, it’s clear that the background really isn’t part of the marsh.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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