Tag: sand

There’s something going on at Wu Kai Sha beach.

I keep seeing Zen-like arrangements:

The stones are speaking.

And there’s always someone painting the rocks. Sometimes, you see “God is love” in both English and Chinese etched in the sand.

And once in a while, someone builds a turtle sculpture…

This gentleman has been at it all morning…

The sand is reclaiming its boat:

The water has achieved what the sand is doing:

Am I a shadow thinking I am a man or a man thinking I am a shadow?

Or am I a shadow of a man or a man emerging from his shadow?

I text, google, search and take a picture – therefore I am.