scarborough beach and i

the other day i needed a drive, i found myself at the foot of the shore. it was grey with hints of sun trying to pierce through the kind that toys with my lens and creates an odd affect( i feel at times that light makes real things look fake can you see it). the smell of beach roses still lingered in the air, a few random people here and there a team of surfers(with wings) catching the waves. even at the shore my head was spinning about things i was trying hard to let go. eventually that day, right as my body found itself amongst the waves,   a string of thoughts came to an end and just like it has so many times before -a deep breath welcomed a new beginning.

beach pals

Dylan remembers every detail of every time we stepped on this beach and while we swim he recounts the tales of our last adventures. He sits with sophie staring at the ocean for what seemed like an hour or so. as we get ready to leave, our walk into and out of the sand is as special as the water itself, he turns to k. and asks if they can walk together on the way out and have a conversation like they did last year..... sure buddy, k responds. then as boys sometimes do they get us lost but elle yells out it is this way and we make out safely.

the ocean's garden spell

i wish you could hear elle as she discovered the seaweed "oh my goodness look at it nadia it is so beautiful....look at the colors" her voice was the sweetest i had ever heard it. to see her finding beauty in all that was before her filled my heart to the fullest. it was a day that i will cherish always and a day that i she will relive again and again.

the morning after

have you ever studied the sunset. i have seen many from mountain tops, highways and bedroom windows, yet never like i have here. the sky darkens before the sun melts into the the floor of the earth ,then a calmer soft sky starts to paint the ceiling and walls of my surroundings i wonder how many colors and brushes does this painter have. the sky reminds me of the color of peoples skin, especially their faces . i am sitting at a cafe now wanting more of last night. for the first time my camera has cheated me and i could not see everything. i want more but this time i will sit on the sand. hold his hand we will not chase the sun but instead let it find us...

*thank you paul for helping wi th the size

shall we go for a walk on the beach and watch the sunset...

how to describe the sunsets that we have been experiencing here would require a skill of the english language i do not have. perhaps if i knew latin, i could . every evening we walk along the beach, give in to the dogs who in their own way let us know that they would like to run free, swim and taste the salt water. we promise no wet dog in the tent to each other then relent and watch them play, that they do well. I notice how they are also affected by the beauty of the sunlight and as they run towards it they seem to slow down and take a moment for themselves. we are walking now towards the sun, it is bouncing up and down. k. keeps repeating it changes every second, yes it does and my camera and i try hard to keep up.

because i love her so

she is my favorite subject, my favorite little girl
my favorite person.