No one would mistake being on the waterfront in Maui with being on the waterfront in 1950's Hoboken, New Jersey. Marlon Brando's waterfront was a world apart - physically, emotionally - from being on Maui's shore. Maui's "waterfront" is an idyllic band, maybe 200 feet wide, encompassing the dynamic intersection between ocean and shore. Walking that band or sitting at water's edge is generally (but not always) a calming exercise in watching entropy in action, as ceaseless waves repeatedly exhaust themselves by running up onto sandy beaches or smashing at obdurate volcanic formations. Each wave of muscular green water begins promisingly; each, full of power and ambition, rushes at the shore. And each finally whimpers away in slow-motion foam or a spray of droplets. It is reassuring to see the chaos of unique and endlessly dynamic waves being tamed by the land that supports the observer.
Shoreside, this band is endlessly entertaining.
Endless salt water; limited fresh water
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Pets pace the beaches.
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So do their owners.
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Evidence of life from the water side
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A visitor rests at dusk, even as big waves splash against the turtle drydock.
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A daytime visitor naps on sand before crawling back to the water an hour after its picture was taken.
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A mynah surveys the verge between vegetation and rock.
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After a lifetime of mainly expressing myself with words, my postings here will mainly rely on images. They will speak for themselves to some extent, but I'll usually add a few comments of explanation. I've taken photographs for decades, since the 1950's, inspired in part by my father's photographic skill. Four years of photo assignments and quality darkroom time eventually gave way to decades of casual and family picture-taking. I re-immersed myself when I left film and turned to digital.