Flagler Beach, FL – As I waded under the Flagler Beach pier this morning, a rickety sky of molten greys rolled in with the increasing waves. Fishing poles traced fine lines to the sea.“Not much biting today,” said one fisherman, indicating that dolphins had, a little earlier, chased away most of the fish. He had, however, caught a small shark and a stingray. This is the ocean.
The farther I traipsed from the shore, the more I was painted with a gouache of white caps that threatened to pull me and my camera asunder. I braced myself, lens held high. Pelicans darted overhead in search of a salted lunch in the roiling surf, which was also being sewn up by a number of neoprene-clad long boarders.
A storm is coming.
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