If there’s one thing I know for sure– going to the beach midday with a camera will ensure white skies– no matter how blue they are in reality.
But, it doesn’t matter cause I had so much fun. Just fun. The breeze was perfect. The dogs ran and ran and swam and swam.
I let the sand squish between my toes and the water rush through my ankles as I wandered down the beach– snapping shots for the sheer fun of it.
I’ll stop there as they are endless– these shots.
This summer was the first time I can remember walking on a beach collecting shells. Many of them were broken but I didn't care. I was amazed at their colors, textures and shapes. When my flimsy bag–the one from the hotel's bathroom garbage can–broke and spilled my treasures I gathered the pieces and washed them in my room's sink and let them dry on a towel beneath the vanity. I carefully wrapped them in an empty snack box and craddled it in my carry on. The shells are in a clear shallow glass bowl above my kitchen sink where I can see them several times a day and remember my day on the beach. All this came to mind as I looked through your pictures and wondered at all the shells and fragments on the beach.
Beautiful! I miss the ocean so much these days- although Brooklyn has beaches they are not so good for walking barefoot- this looks like paradise!
Happy, happy sigh!
Such beauty! And to believe that I will be immersed in it so soon! Cant wait to see you- give the brombies a hug for me! xoxo
I love the ocean. I live in Minnesota. NO. OCEAN. Your photos are so perfect, I can pretend so well. And I know that the point was to photograph the beach and the horizon, but that photo with Daisy nosing up to Henry…priceless.
I think me and my girl are going to have to head out your way one of these days. It's so beautful!
kathy b says
amazing dog images…love them…miss my swimming Huck…
LL Renner says
So glad you are settling into your new “neighborhood.” It looks beautiful. Still feeling the after glow of Squam. xo Laura-Lynn