When I was young, any time a storm hit, my parents would take us to the beach after it had passed to watch the giant waves roll in and crash on the seawall. As a small child, those waves seemed even more monstrous than they already were. I remember always looking forward to the storm's ending so we could make that trip.
When Hurricane Sandy hit a few months ago, I was living by the beach. As the storm started to die down, I felt the urge to head to the beach to survey the scene the way I had growing up. The wind made the short walk a little bit difficult, but it also made for some great waves. Though, at this beach the waves didn't quite reach the seawall, I watched them crash violently against the yacht clubs out on the piers.
I've heard that sometimes beauty comes from destruction, and that's what I see in this photo. The muted colors of the stormy weather are the inspiration for this "Washed Out to Sea" color board.