sea breeze.

It was a sea breeze that kept me from home last week. For five days I breathed in the salty air, listened to the seagulls call mournfully in the cloudy sky, and watched the white foam gurgle on its sandy bed. 

The beach is relaxation at its finest, as we now know well. Every year since I can remember we have traveled to Cannon Beach, the best little sandy spot in America, I am almost certain. There is the same old house with its chipping drawers and sandy floors, the same sailboat in the window, the same ugly yet familiar yellow kitchen counters which haven't changed since the 70's, the same stretch of beach outside the window. It isn't ours'; friends of the family generously lend "Glory Be" cabin to us yearly. And yet it is so very much the same that it seems almost like our own. 

Days pass slowly, yet quickly. We read and write and walk and run and swim and talk and laugh. One night, while we were sitting near the sparks of a beach fire, watching the orange sun melt into her sea bed, a tiny light rose from the far end of the shore. As we gazed, it grew brighter, and floated gently across the sky-- a Japanese lantern, in memory of some departed soul. I immediately started humming, "..And at last I see the light...," of course. 

And then we ran to catch it. Which we did. It was just one of those mundane yet marvelous things that happen at the sea.  

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On another note, yesterday evening I had the pleasure of photographing my beautiful new friend, Amara, for her senior year. Here's a little sneak peek of the day..

And one more thing: do you remember my friend, Jessica, who's senior photos are also featured on this blog (and who guest posted for me not too long ago)? Well, I am happy to announce that she has at long last made a blog! It is simply lovely, just like herself. I am sure she would love it if you would stop by for a visit. 

xo,

Lucia

p.s. (and thank you all for your sweet sweet sweet birthday wishes. iloveyou!)