When I have been doing the evening poodlewalks with Maleko I’ve sometimes included sitting quietly on a rock to watch the sea water flowing amongst the coastal granite. Maleko either sits with me, or he looks for any golf balls buried amongst the rocks in the littoral zone.
Occasionally, I try and make a still photograph of a particular moment of the rapid movement of the waves surging amongst the rocks:

The reason that I don’t bother to photograph the water, is that it is usually difficult to make the composition, and to get the lighting right. The sea water moves so very quickly through and over the granite rocks–too quickly for me to compose the picture whilst ensuring that my feet don’t become wet from a rogue wave. Continue reading “water flows”











