During my years in North Carolina I missed many things, but nothing as much as the proximity of the ocean. Indeed, the beaches there and the coastline of the southeast US is absolutely beautiful, however I lived about three hours drive from the coast and thus seeing the ocean on daily bases was not possible.
Even though I was born in the mountains, I grew up on the west coast of Sweden and came to depend on the view of the sea. Today, my every day drive to work takes me by the ocean and I look forward to those few glimpses of it each day.
Some of you might remember my two posts from this summer, with images of almost exotic, turquoise coloured sea and the green-blue coastline.
The Summer Sea of Scandinavia.
Well, this past week on my drive to work I stopped to film and capture The Nordic Winter Sea. Light years removed from the visions of the calm waters of the summer months, these images represent the force of the wind that powers the numerous off shore wind farms in near proximity.
Gone are the colours of the tropics and the tranquility of the summer air. Instead, they are replaced by a certain raw beauty of savage waters, the colour of green glass and silver steel. Gazing at the raging waves, as they hit the shore, fills me with a sense of unrestricted freedom.
Although I love the summer sea endlessly, there is a certain pristine appeal to the winter sea. Rugged and wild, it is in constant motion, sweeping the beaches, filling the air with salty freshness and cleansing my mind and soul.