1.3.22 // Wading

Wading through the shallow low tide waters off Holbox Island I came across this perfect starfish gliding across the dancing sand practicing its waltz with the salty sea.
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I felt like I was interrupting as if I stumbled upon something that was intimate- nature moving seamlessly and effortlessly. Even if my eyes hadn't accidentally stumbled across the scene, the dance would have gone on with ease and romance from endless years of practice...
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What would you practice if no one was looking? If no one was accidentally stumbling into your scene?
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Would you have years of practicing a waltz? Would you free yourself of the shackles of the expected? Would you slow down enough to see nature's dances?