I wish the water could wash over me. Just rush over my body and with it take the stress and chaos of life. Looking at this photo I have a sense of that experience. I can feel myself wanting to let go.
I think this is typical for me in the winter months. I start feeling a need to purge. To cleanse myself and my home of all things unnecessary.
I shot this when we were camping this summer. I wanted to play with my exposure. To let the water flow by while the rocks stood so still. Grounded deep into the earth. Solid, unmoving.
I like how the image makes me feel. I want to be both the water and the rock. I guess at times, I am.