Out of Season
I know that this is completely out of season. You can tell how cold it was because of how the ocean was freezing over the rocks as the tide had gone out. Being by the ocean when it is that cold is amazing. There is a completely different feel to it. It seems somehow even more powerful and awe-inspiring. I think in the summer the comparable time would be to go on a moonlit night. We went and had a bonfire last weekend when the moon was full (or close to it). Watching the water in the dim light gives the feel of something moving the water rather than the water moving itself (if that makes any sense). The ocean becomes a thing of mystery and dark secret. I guess it always is, but these times push it to the front of my mind.