sandcastles
July 22, 2013 § 4 Comments
We welcome the earliest days of summer with the cluttered noise of children unloading hopes onto an empty beach. Towels, treats, water toys, and sculpting pails map intentions onto a corner of a boundless expanse of possibility. This season of discovery is with us always, but too often we lose sight of the magic beneath the mundane lulled by the rhythm of anticipation.
This summer I have found new delights in the ordinary, like clouds performing shadow tricks onto a bright blue canvas there have been glimpses of something new among the old causing me to still myself, chasing after the shape of my children’s choices and marveling at the images they provide. Conversations like pebbles waiting for the tide and castles built without sand. A season of the heart.
scribblechic 
The littlest things can so often be the most wondrous 🙂
I agree, wholeheartedly.
Beautiful words that bring up these photo visuals….. http://mikepillowsphoto.wordpress.com/2012/05/07/more-than-just-lobster-rolls/#jp-carousel-706 … this first one I took while in ME. This second one also in ME was kind of an impromptu glance behind me as I was concentrating on patterns in the sand and heard a child’s laughter. Having raised 2 girls and working with children … it was unmistakable.
Your photographs are always rich with storytelling. I couldn’t be more flattered that my words resonated with your images.