While I was still in New York I took a trip to Shelter Island. From the ferry you can see this broken down pier. I was on the quest to find it, and I was not disappointed what so ever. There was not much left to it except for the outer walls. I found a pillar and I just loved the texture of it.
My summer this year was full of what felt like more downs than ups and it was over in the blink of an eye. I never got to do all the goals I wanted to , but I still have some time before winter sets in and I have to travel south. These three images I shot on Shelter Island are quite simple I know and yet they are extremely tranquil to me at the same time. The beach for me as I am sure it is for a lot of people is my escape, my meditation, my way to step away from it all.