7.23.2012

evening at the lake

the water, alive & moving, lapping gently against the rocky shore. the sun, its last rays of light painting both the surface of the lake & the sunset sky a lovely purplish-gold. the breeze, soft, sweet, & full of adventure, bringing with it fresh night air.
yes, the lake at sundown is most definitely my favourite.

7.13.2012

these are a few of my favourite things

golden hour, sunflares, & vintage cameras. Speaking of vintage cameras, this here is Louis (pronounced LOO ee). He's very pleased to meet you! :)

a photo is worth a thousand words.
xoxo,

7.05.2012

the beach


I step onto the fine grainy surface of the sand & wiggle my toes until they are buried out of sight. The rather strong breeze gives my face a caress, bringing with it the scent of that deep blue, watery version of the sky. The sound of crashing waves on the shore makes tingles of excitement run down my back. I take a deep, refreshing breath and can't help but smile. Three whole seasons of absence have been too long a time... way too long. I'm back now. Back where waves lap gently against the shore, leaving behind seashells - whose pasts are forever destined to remain untold. Back in the land of unending hues of sapphire, where the colour of the horizon is a blend of the two dreamiest shades of blue. Back where inspiration seems to crash into you, just as easily as the white crests of rolling waves. Yes, I'm back in my own little 'Narnia'.
Do you have one too? :)