This was another instance where I had a rough day, and my husband recommended we go out to the beach. It was just on sunset when we arrived, and the lighting couldn’t have been better. I think he became a little bored with my fascination for all the delightful little pockets in the heath where the light was illuminating a magical little world that would normally go unnoticed by people walking by.
This was taken at Point Peron, in Rockingham WA. The point is laced with a series of limestone walkways that go up and down the sand dunes, and around the shelters that were built during WWII. Its one of the nicest places to go for a ramble around here, though it is quite up-and-downy.