we live in a magical world
a world of wonder
a world of beauty
to see it to feel it
to experience this wonder
this magic
this beauty
all we have to do
is open our hearts
open our eyes
And breathe it in
like we did once long ago.
when we looked upon it,
with the eyes of a child 
~ poem “Eyes of a Child” by Michael Traveler, author/poet
about Photo:
AFTER FOLLOWING THE WEATHER all day yesterday, photographic artist Benjamin Williamson
I planned on heading out at sunset to take advantage of what looked like a great opportunity to capture something interesting. “I could see that a storm was departing right around the time of sunset,” explained Benjamin, “and that usually means something good.
My first move was to head from home down to Phippsburg, but as I drove I could see that the low clouds and fog didn’t look like they were going to break.”
.AFTER CONSULTING the satellite and radar trends again, Benjamin made the last-minute decision to jet down to Portland Head Light. “It’s funny,” he explained. “this is where I usually find myself during the most dramatic weather events.”
.Once he got past Falmouth, “I could see that my gut was correct, the low clouds were parting and revealing a window of clear sky to the west, the perfect setup for dramatic light.”.
ONCE I GOT got to Portland Head, Benjamin explained. “I did the usual crazy running around everywhere trying to get in the best position while the drama kept unfolding. This was the best of the bunch, with the beach rose in ful glory and the most dramatic part of the sky right in the frame. I couldn’t believe how it unfolded.”.Photo by Benjamin Williamson
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