Gig Harbor, Washington is just an hour’s drive from Seattle. It’s a beautiful town, bustling with tourists who flock to the numerous antique stores and restaurants. Its higher-than-average amount of rainfall and moderate climate results in lush greenery, abundant flowers, and colorful blossoming trees and bushes.
The harbor is lined with boats of various sizes and purposes. Nestled among them are a few simple dinghies and rowboats. This one caught my eye just as a drizzle of rain started. I was drawn to the shape and contrast of the boat, and the reflection among the raindrops in the still water.
I’ve always been drawn to the water, but I closest I have come to living on or near water is during my childhood in Detroit, where our house near downtown was about a mile and half from the Detroit River. Although the Detroit River is hardly competition for living on the ocean, I didn’t realize how lucky I was to be able to walk to a major waterway and view passing freighters.
My current home state of Montana has many beautiful lakes and rivers, but there’s something about a major waterway or a coastal town that holds a special allure. During this visit to Gig Harbor, I took numerous shots of bigger boats and views of the harbor, but this simple image was my favorite. When I look at it, it takes me right back to when I shot it. I can feel the cool, rainy air, and smell the water and blossoms. That’s one of the things that makes photography a kind of magic; it doesn’t just freeze light, it captures a slice of time with all its associated feelings.