There is something hypnotic about watching a wave approaching the shoreline knowing the inevitability that the wave will ‘break’; but that before that moment is reached it will gain a rolling crest. What intrigued me most as I watched the waves roll in alongside a small concrete jetty was the way that the surface of the sea was delineated by lines, both before and following the crest.
I could have stood there for many minutes just watching this perpetual motion, no two waves the same. Each one unpredictable, some curved, some sinuous. The break point variable.