Wave Reflections on Timber

There is a quiet magic in the spaces we often overlook. Standing in the deep shadows beneath the jetty, I watched the restless energy of the lake paint these fluid, dancing lines of light onto the heavy, weathered timber. In this stark monochrome space, the hard, unyielding edge of human construction meets the soft, ethereal rhythm of nature. It is a fleeting conversation between wood and water, a silent impression cast upon the dark that reminds me of the beautiful, hidden patterns constantly moving all around us.