Time spent with family is always enjoyable; its even more poignant when the rest of your life is hard. Its a reminder that there are people who will be there for you, supporting you. My husband and I received a number of hard blows these last few weeks, and just that brief moment away from it all for a weekend helped provide the strength to face the challenges in front of us.
When I woke up this morning, I was greeted by housework. Considering I was barely home over the weekend, a surprising amount of work was generated. But the day was bright, warm and clear. The seaside beckoned. And so I had my green tea and rice for breakfast and headed out.
I hadn’t really thought about taking my camera but it was already packed in my backpack. It felt good wandering around on the coast, tramping through the sand. Pausing to contemplate the view, the wildflowers and the salty air. This is one of the photos I took, with others to come over the next few days.
It felt good to get home and I applied myself to the housework and task of job hunting with renewed vigour. After the mental exhaustion of the weekend I feel much more positive.
Found this sitting in my draft folder. I know that its in Point Peron as I recognise the silhouettes, but not when it was taken or why we were there. We go here a lot though, so it may have just been a walk and the sky was a lovely colour.
March was probably my most active month in 2015 for photography, and even this I didn’t get out my usual camera. I was having a rough day and my husband had suggested that I was missing the beach. Summer had drawn to a close slowly, but we’d already stopped going about a month before anyway. I’m a lover of the beach and the surf, and most times I don’t need an excuse to go. So when he suggested it we bundled into the car and set off on an early morning jaunt.
I say jaunt, the beach is about five-ten minutes from our house, depending on which beach you want to go to. It was nice to get there so early however, and we had the beach to ourselves which made for a pleasant change. We sat, and talked, mostly. Til I unearthed this small shell while playing in the sand. I felt compelled to take a photo of it and it remains one of my favourite images from 2015.