when we arrived in seaside, it was storming. a full out coastal rain. we had suffered through it's turbulence before we safely landed, but even with our feet on the ground, it continued to throw itself at us.
the next day it came again. this time filled with an anger i had never seen before. it forced us to stay inside, listening to what it had to say and blinded by its shades of grey.
i've never really been one to take soft photos inside, but our little cottage on a stormy day gave me an opportunity to play. to play indoors and out on our porch using the warmest shades of light. it was a such gift.
when your camera is cold from an air conditioned room and your lens fogs up when you step outside, you capture photos like the flower above. i love misty foggy photos.
we couldn't figure out what had created this design in the sand, but i was intrigued by it.
now that i've taken soft photos, i want to take more and more and more. in order to do that, i'm going to have to paint my walls white, order new taupe, grey and white furnishings and linens and move to the beach. well, the beach will be a stretch, but everything else is going to happen. i like how being surrounded in softness made me feel.
and last but not least, this little guy was on our bathroom floor one afternoon and scared me. we saved him and i put him out on the bench on our porch where he stayed long enough for me to photograph him. i think he knew i protected his life and was giving me a gift of being motionless.
ps...there are still a few people photos coming if you're waiting to see yourself.