Bare trees pass by in a blur along empty roads heading east, as the faint blue hue of winter storm clouds mark the horizon of Long Beach Island. Lit by a single streetlight, evening snow falls horizontally, pushed by Midwest winds, settling on the shoreline.
Morning light reveals a contrast in the normal landscape of the shore as a lone beachcomber discovers the absence of footprints in the sand. Fishermen and surfer signs become part of a child’s snow fort. Fences to preserve the sand dunes take on a new appearance with the addition of snow and shadows creating a pristine design. Beach shops, closed for the season, seem to be patiently waiting out the winter and brightly painted buildings stand vibrant against blue skies. Snow sticks to weathered windowpanes and ice covered picnic tables stand empty. Surfers take advantage of the post storm swells.
Nature was never taught how to combine elements for a perfect composition or choose colors that compliment each other beyond compare. Working quietly at an unnoticed pace, nature changes ordinary landscapes into temporary brilliant creations that fit the season.