Perspective
I took this picture at St. Augustine beach while on a weekend girls trip with my oldest daughter in early March of this year. It was at the end of her university’s spring break. We thought. Â
I felt compelled to capture the waves coming in and out, washing the tiny shells to the shore. I can remember my feet sinking down into the sand as the cold bubbly water drew back and forth. I stood in that spot for some time. I am not sure why. Â
The following week, everything changed.
Looking at this now, I wonder if this was this taken as the tide was coming in, or as it was going out? Does it matter?














