Even the rocks seem to enjoy their solitude here.

Standing amidst the rugged beauty of the Bay of Islands, I felt a profound sense of time's passage. The towering limestone stacks seemed to whisper tales of ancient seas and relentless erosion. Each layer of rock spoke volumes about epochs long gone. The overcast sky above mirrored my contemplative mood as I pondered how nature's slow yet persistent forces shape our world. Here on this windswept coast, I felt both insignificant and connected to something much larger than myself.