Head bowed, buffeted by a bitterly cold February wind.
Tears streaming down my face
Eyes blinking against the sunlight's glare.
Here...
Head turned toward a radiant sun
Lost in the magic of stay puff marshmallow clouds
Here...
Numb hands gripping the camera's body
Wondering how to begin to capture this magic
Here...
Kneeling on wet damp sand
Listening to the shreiking of laughing gulls
Watching the itty bitties battling ferocious gusts of wind
Here...
Tasting gritty bits of sand
Capturing magic
Here...

A beautiful, if cold, place to be !
Hugs, Beautiful Paula !
Posted by: Kim Mailhot | February 20, 2013 at 03:47 PM
Beautiful image and words, Paula.
Posted by: seabluelee | February 23, 2013 at 05:39 PM