Ocean Travels. Part II
"In photography there is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality."
I want to remember the reality of their laughter as it mingled with ocean winds and singing sea gulls.
I want to remember the reality of what salty tidal air smelled like when it became entangled in your long blonde locks.
I want to remember the reality of soft sands sticking to little toes while leaving a trail throughout the house.
I want to remember the reality of dinners on the beach, long walks into the sunset and lazy days spent in a hammock with a child on my chest.