When I was younger I lived in Montauk for a summer. it was a difficult summer, having just lost a close friend to cancer and living on my own. My apartment had an ocean view which made the experience easier to endure. Living across the street from the Atlantic Ocean at one of the furthest points east on the North American continent, waking up and going to sleep to the sound of the roaring waves, is certainly conducive to introspection.
This past week, I had a day which needed similar peace, a cathartic ocean walk and a break from civilization. I didn't bring my large professional camera but a smaller one so as to not worry about equipment. I wasn't there to work but to feel and to think. I still wanted to get a few photos that captured the power of the ocean, the glistening water at 7:00am and the way early light hits the sand. Two deer friends (no pun intended!) stopped for a visit and while I could only take their photos from a distance, I was so happy they were there. They didn't interrupt my morning, they only added to the peace.