This weathered skull of a walrus has been fixed to the end of this wooden stick all season, and likely for many seasons before, and has served as a benchmark for the passage of time out here. Earlier in May, when the island's starkness was at it's maximum, this clump of white calcium stuck out like a sore thumb amidst a field of brown. Over the months, lush grasses have slowly crept skyward, threatening to conceal this dead landmark with new life. As the brief Arctic summer comes to a close, and the tall grasses go to seed, die, and wither back to brown, this skull will once again reclaim its elevated dominance. That is until winter returns and buries the landscape in white.
Canon EOS 60D, Canon EF 85mm f/1.8 USM, ISO-100 f/2.5 @ 1/1600 sec.
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