These photos emerged during the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic when one had to be stealthful moving about Cape Cod. Fear was palpable and realistic as the casualties of COVID-19 mounted. Yet, this allowed for a deeper relationship with nature. With growing uncertainty and change, these places of solitude seemed to understand and offer a soft embrace. Trees sculpted into magnificent shapes by the changing harsh weather, provided a sense of community. Pier pilings that seemed to remain as monuments of resistance to the tides, reflected tensile strength. Sand dunes reshaped by wind and storm juxtaposed along the sea. Toward the end of this photographic journey, my own body was ravaged by COVID and, like these trees, pilings, and ocean, I had come to take on the shape of survival.