August 06, 2012



Early risers were setting up on the beach. They all had the perfect spot.

I walked and stopped. Stopped and walked. The deeper shades of gold and pink sank to the oceans bottom as the sun came up for air.
I could do this every day.
I saw familiar faces as the days ticked by.
The old man in the red shirt.
The young woman in black sneakers.
The old woman and her cane.
I wondered if they noticed me noticing them. Clearly.


  1. Your photo looks like it was taken during such a quiet and beautiful beach moment.

    I too often wonder if those I'm observing are noticing.

  2. AH. glorious vacation, just slowing down, observing, being there.
    happy for you.


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