Let the rocks speak and they will transform you. I’m always attracted by rocks along the sea. On this day I came across this formation near Bas Cape Pele, New Brunswick. The early morning sun was moving into the hotter mid-day hours so the shadows were quickly becoming sharper and the forms were losing their subtelty.

For thousands of years wind and sun, ice and rain have carved and polished them. Once they were mighty mountains that animals once climbed hunting for good and whose crevasses were homes to falcons or foxes.

Their shapes today remain wildly expressive. No telling what they’re saying. Anyone can be right about that. I feel I’ve stepped into a drama that began more than a million years ago. They hold me in their grip.

I quickly take several pictures and try to find angles so as to include as many shadows as possible to reveal the layers in the rocks; layers of life they have seen. They seem alive and a conversation doesn’t seem out of the ordinary. I want my photograph to convey a closeness that I sense with the rocks and their textures.

I was recording a moment to reveal the thousands of years of its life and its enduring, haunting beauty. Let the rocks speak and they will transform you. I want the viewer to feel the calm delight I felt when taking the photograph.