To most, this is a snapshot of driftwood and rocks on a rugged shoreline, and it could have been taken anywhere.
To me, this photo simultaneously took my breath away while overwhelming me.

Photo: Dan Lilly on Flickr (Used With Permission)
Perhaps it’s because I’ve taken the time to walk on shorelines just like that, on both sides of Vancouver Island, and have absorbed everything offered. What’s funny is that, in the comment section of his Flickr page, the photographer stated that the day was full of “gray, mist, rain” and that those conditions provided for a less-than-favourable day for photos. In my opinion, the “gray, mist, rain” only add to the perfection.
For anyone that’s spent time on a beach like this on Vancouver Island, looking at this photo is bound to be a sensory experience for you.
I can hear the quiet, possibly with a few birds in the distance. The near-silence causes an ideal circumstance to hear the calm water quietly lapping on the stones. Though chilled, the air is fresh and crisp, filled with the scents of pine, wet rocks, driftwood, flora, fauna, sea salt and peace. I can run my hand along the splintered driftwood while feeling the crunch and tumble of rocks under my rubber boots. Moments and experiences like that are incomparable.
For anyone that’s spent time on a beach like this on Vancouver Island, looking at this photo is an instant reminder of the comforts of a place called “home.”