When I’m feeling down, I find myself thinking of the beach.
It’s easy to imagine the wide open space, crystal blue waters, the salty air in my nose and on the tip of my tongue . . . I can feel the warm breeze ruffle my hair. Despite the heat, the water feels cool to the touch as it laps at my ankles.
I take a seat a few feet from the water’s edge, damp toes buried in the sand. The water is calm, the breaking waves barely making a sound. I look out over the endless blue and, if I stare hard enough, I think I can see the curvature of the Earth.
At the beach, anything is possible.
Here are some sandy shots that I hope inspire you as much as they do me.
There’s a whole world out there. What are you going to do today to make it count?
Until next time,
A World Full of Scribbles 