Once the weather started heating up, more people started coming to my favourite beach. It became filled, absolutely filled, with human garbage. People can be such animals. It was a stinking vile mess. It became too depressing for me to see my favourite place like that (literally nowhere to sit where I wasn’t surrounded by …
I love these private moments…beautiful weather, beautiful rocks, beautiful lake…and roses.
Every time I visit the beach I find a whole new collection of details and treasures…perhaps they suit my mood, or maybe they reflect other ideas I’m working on. Either way, it is always a delight to find and appreciate new tiny details that make the day special.