I find it easy to lose track of time—both minutes and eons—when I’m in the dunes. More important are the light, wind and the stillness in which quiet can be heard so clearly.
Time is recorded by the color of the light, and, in the sand, as ripples and tracings of rain and wind and tracks of creatures large and small, as well as by the intensity and length of the shadows. These measures—seemingly abstract but absolutely embedded in reality—have a much different value than the digital time showing up on my phone. I enjoyed the change while I was there in the dunes and found the process of deciphering what I was seeing a pleasant education.
Here are a few more photographs of time in the dunes.