The beach is still covered in driftwood while the sea oozes calm. We come here again and again, for poems and photographs, playing ball and silver shimmies. Yet every day is different. The crispness of the air, the salt on our lips. There’s always a variation, a moment within us, born anew.
the circles in life
as round as December’s moon
© Xenia Tran
Wishing you all a wonderful Thursday,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/2.8 – 1/800 s – ISO 100 and f/2.8 – 1/640 s – ISO 100.
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