So dark was the night that Haystack looked like the bow of One-Eyed Willie's pirate ship. Waves splashed gently on the beach. The night was cold and air was clean. I collected my wishes so that I could make a wish for each shooting star as it grazed across the curtain of star-filled sky. But for every shooting star that went by, I was so thrilled to have caught sight of it and would forget to make a wish. Fortunately, I did get my shooting stars, thousands of them. One for each person to shine the brightest that he possibly can despite of the darkness, or with whatever life might deal you.
Star trails at Haystack Rock, Cannon Beach, OR
ISO200 30 minute exposure f/4.5
Photo featured in Sophie Addison's It's a Beautiful World coffee table book fund raising for Walk MS.