Community takes so many forms. It can be as small as a community of two, or as large as all creatures on the planet. This image features the smaller version.
We had spent several hours cruising Prince Christian Sound in South Greenland aboard MS Nautica. I was part of a small group of photographers who had staked out our positions starboard side forward on the top deck. Being the shortest, I was able to crouch down and take my images through the white steel railings, while the taller people had the advantage of looking over the highly polished wood railing. Tiered in this manner more camera buffs had a good vantage point. We had a common mission: getting the best photographs possible of the icebergs, glaciers, and waterfalls, the carved out mountain valleys, and the different colors of the water itself.
As we turned the corner on the last reach before the open sea, I spotted – on the port side – a beautiful iceberg with sculpted ridges and ran over to an unoccupied spot to look. I saw the iceberg and behind it a small blue fishboat towing a smaller red pleasure craft. They had a common goal which was to get to a safe harbor. I have no idea what caused the maritime tradition of helping another vessel and her passengers to be put into action, but it was a joy to see. For we were in the middle of nowhere! In southern Greenland! Heading out into the north Atlantic with ice flows and icebergs!
I don’t know how long this physical community of two lasted, but surely the memory of it will endure for years.