The beach was deserted except for a man walking in the distance. I was mesmerized by the waves coming and going, leaving a glistening path where they had been. Rocky and I had come here early on a Sunday morning to photograph and to play in the water. As we walked down the beach I saw that the man had a large garbage bag and was picking up trash that was left littered on the sand. We talked for a bit about the carelessness of people and yet he seemed very content and happy to be here. It must be the restful rhythm of the waves.
The beach was deserted except for a man walking in the distance. I was mesmerized by the waves coming and going, leaving a glistening path where they had been. Rocky and I had come here early on a Sunday morning to photograph and to play in the water. As we walked down the beach I saw that the man had a large garbage bag and was picking up trash that was left littered on the sand. We talked for a bit about the carelessness of people and yet he seemed very content and happy to be here. It must be the restful rhythm of the waves.