Footprints in the sand.

Walked along the beach early this morning. Mist on my face, cold wind blowing, the roar of the surf. Lovely. Lots of great blips. Decided on the simplicity of this image. Footprints in the sand, made by someone who had walked that way earlier that morning. Sharing the space with a small shell. Both barely visible now. And invisible in a few hours as the tide rolled in. Love the impermanence and knowing that tomorrow morning something be there for me to discover.