The ghost of the Dread Pirate Roberts hovered over the beach. Buried deep in the dunes, tucked away for centuries, his ill-gotten Spanish doubloons. The imprint from his wooden peg leg, the only part of him still manifested in material world, left a telltale sign of his passing. A trail of uniform dimples across the top of the sand gave away his hiding place.
*Photo venue: Henderson Beach State Park, Destin, FL – taken during a recent, community beach clean up. These imprints were at the head of the beach, above the wind break. There were no other prints visible, and these led deep into the dunes. I have no idea what made the indentations.
I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.
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