Ambiguity

A mist dropped down and softened the hard lines of rocks jutting out into the ocean. Waves crept up on rock shelves, foamed and spent themselves before gathering steam to return to he sea. Tapered fir trees lost their edges against a washed out sky. The beach roses shocked a muted backdrop..

Sometimes it's necessary to release preconceptions about clarity and accept that ambiguity produces its own clarity and beauty.