This blue marble may be the only planet we have, but it is also our playground, full of sand we can make castles of. Or draw pink river dolphins in. Or swim with the dolphins.
That beautiful place you’ve only seen in photos is really there, existing every day across the globe somewhere. What you consider a dream is everyday life and landscape for someone else. So why not set a date to go introduce yourself to that place and its inhabitants (dolphins or other)?
(Amazon, Brazil; October 2012)
Each morning, as the sun rose, I sat on the porch with my tea cup and watched a couple of thousands cormorants fly past out to the river mouth. For twenty minutes the air was filled with streamlined black missiles flying without other sound than the whoosh of their wings, determined not to miss breakfast. Each afternoon, a few hours before sunset, the black mass of birds flew back in to sleep in the trees.
Cormorants are skilled divers; yet their innate state is to float on the water. But are they buoyant because of their bones or their plumage? If birds did not have feathers, would they sink?
(Mamiraua National Park, Amazon, Brazil; September 2012)
(Christo Redentor in stunning Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, October 2012)