The sea at sunset
The beach at sunset is a totally different animal. Bright blues become muted, colours change, the tinge of orange at the horizon is the only bright, vivid colour to be seen.
I never get sick of the sight of the sea.
It’s impossible not to love it wholeheartedly.
The sea is a force unto itself. It is fast and harsh, yet comforting and lulling. All at once.
I sank my feet into the sand and felt the water rush over my feet. It was amazing, though icy cold.
I loved it.
Two days later? Mr VP and I did it again, but it was oh, so different!
I am completely with you. I am never happier than when I am on the seashore.
Comment by annie — Thursday 1 March 2012 @ 5:14 pm