Lines and shadows, every pastel-painted wooden hut evenly spaced,
all converge as they blend away into the distance.
Beach Huts and Shadows
Memorial Benches line the grassy slope overlooking the sea, in peaceful solitude.
A gathering of beach huts converge along the seafront, curving down towards the sea.
Little Wooden Boxes.
A foam-washed wake from a ship’s stern splits a vast ocean;
then fades into the curved horizon.
And then, back on land, a path shimmers, radiating with light’s hope as it converges
into the darkness at the top of its climb…
…only to find light’s welcome on the other side.