Sunday hike to the shore

Here are some photos I snapped on Sunday when I went for a hike by myself to clear my head of a lot of stuff that happened last week. It had been a rough week, lots of stuff going on, including the loss of my dad's sister Bonnie.

It was windy on the shore, but the walk through the woods was quiet and peaceful. I could feel the thunder of the surf pounding the rocks before I could see the water. As always, I find a stiff bracing wind and the rhythm of the waves cathartic. I just let the wind and water carry away my pain and stress. I always feel cleaner and purer after.

The path through the woods.

Waves rolling in.

Breakers pounding the rocks.