florida 2012 || part 2

Waves crash against the seashore, bringing with them tiny shells, adorned with colors of white and purple. Rays of sunshine peek in through palm tree leaves, only to disappear moments later. A steady breeze blows in from the direction of the sea, making my hair fly, and filling my lungs with the fresh aura of adventure. I gaze at the glittering waters before me, made up of the deepest sea blue, and stretching far out into the horizon. If I look hard enough, I can just make out the clear, bright blue sky meeting the ocean, forming its own unique blend of color. It looks so peaceful... and is yet so powerful & full of life. The sea.
And as the sun starts to set over the waves, lighting them on fire, I desperately wish I could sail into the ombre sunset. Far, far into the water... to the land beyond the sunset.
inhaling. exhaling. breathing. dreaming. tucking this lovely memory away.
ocean hugs,
E
 

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.

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? :)