Mist rises inside this test tank, making a good picture difficult. A tripod buckles under the weight of an old camera — like lovers they seek a perfect moment.
The sea finds a groove, circulating the depths with ease. In the shallows, however, breakers pound the shore.
The force of a current is measured by the act of looking.
Temperature is assessed by a process of feeling.
The skin of the sea ruffles and foams. Water rolls over the shores of an unnamed landmass.
We reside peaceably in a scale model of a viable breakwater; but storms may still spring up suddenly.