Thursday, August 3

still dreaming of the sea




i am still dreaming of the sea.

i could walk for hours along the surf as the fog rolled in.
a place of power and solitude.
a place of wonder.

we spent hours running with the waves and gathering small stones and bits of shell.
when we were salty and cold we would finally walk back along our footprints in the dark sand to our car and drive the winding highway home.
home for a late dinner by the fire and little children in sleeping bags telling spooky stories with a flashlight.

dream on. . .

1 comment:

  1. your an amazing photographer mom. amazing those pictures really take my breath away.

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