You can’t stop time. Much like the wind, you can’t even capture it. The best you can do is to immobilize that fleeting impression. Time passes. The Morris Island Light now stands in the water where it once stood on dry land, a keeper’s house standing nearby. The keeper’s house is long gone and without preservation efforts now underway, the lighthouse would soon fall into the ocean as well. Time passes, so greet her warmly as she does so. Continue reading “Time: Chaos and Serenity”