light comes from everywhere and from nowhere. The ocean, glittering then vanishing in gauzy vapors, handles us more gently than anyone could have hoped. Snow flurries in and hurries out. Mists veil coasts so raw, so newly released from the lock of ice, they seem barely to have brushed a breeze. When the mists lift, sunlight strikes rock and ice and sea, radiating the bright brilliance of fleeting moments. Now we see that those rock slabs rising from shore spire up into jagged pinnacles crowning massive mountains stretching across the horizon and leaning back into eternity.
Read more at the link above.
Carl Safina is one my favorite naturalist author, playing a more recent and more modern role that Loren Eiseley once did when I was a teenager.
See also The Great East Coast Return To Abundance—Your Help Needed.
“Inspiration, Science, Nature. Hope.”“
the whole essay is beautiful word art. (too bad it is interspersed with bad old news clips)