And there went another summer. It’s hard to keep count of them nowadays, eh? As usual, it looks like we hardly did anything before it was already over again.

That’s a common perception. Good times always go too fast, while the more difficult times seem to last forever, cling around and settle in for the long haul.

Ok, it’s over. We survived. While the storm hit us hardest during the night, I could only go and watch it once the day had come again. Visibly I was not the only rubbernecker on the shoreline either.

Hurricane Lee was born off the coast of Africa and rapidly gained strength. The weather models could barely agree on its path until the path became closer to “home”. The result of this was anxiety and trepidation for many people on the US east coast and Atlantic Canada.

Ah, island life! Whenever I go to an island to stay there for a while, it makes me feel “at home”. That’s strange, because I didn’t grow up on an island at all.

I grew up in a town surrounded by grassland. So why this feeling when I stay on an island? I have a few ideas about that.

Yes, it hurts when people ask me if my pictures are real or made by Artificial Intelligence. They sometimes mean it as a compliment, but still, that hurts. As if A.I. were capable of nicer pictures than what Mother Nature has to offer.

I like reality. Whatever that reality will show. So nature and wildlife pictures are ideal for me, as I am not really interested or particularly good at portrait or abstract photography.