We had been at our favorite Gulf Coast haunt since Monday, and I had yet to pick up the camera. Just before 7:00 on Friday evening, I stepped out of my second story bedroom at Greenpeace cottage to snap a few pictures. I wanted a closeup of the oleander.The lense fogged over, but I liked the effect.
Here are the same blossoms against our neighboring cottage once the lense was cleared.
...and its second story porch.
More cottages across the road...
Then I set off for the beach: out the front door, turn right, pass one cottage, step across Highway 30-A, a two-lane where all traffic stops for the beach bound pedestrians.
And as the sign says, just a few feet away...
The West Ruskin Pavilion where I stood to take the photo on the header.
Beauty to the left of me...
..and once on the pavilion...beauty to the right of me...
slightly marred with a yellow caution flag ...
and the last of the day's beach combers paddle around under a crescent of clouds...
...turn around, stroll back to our cottage...
...and to the peacefully suspended --slowed motion of Seaside.
Here are the same blossoms against our neighboring cottage once the lense was cleared.
...and its second story porch.
More cottages across the road...
Then I set off for the beach: out the front door, turn right, pass one cottage, step across Highway 30-A, a two-lane where all traffic stops for the beach bound pedestrians.And as the sign says, just a few feet away...
The West Ruskin Pavilion where I stood to take the photo on the header.
Beauty to the left of me...
..and once on the pavilion...beauty to the right of me...slightly marred with a yellow caution flag ...
and the last of the day's beach combers paddle around under a crescent of clouds...
...turn around, stroll back to our cottage...
...and to the peacefully suspended --slowed motion of Seaside. (Click on any photo to enlarge; then click again for an even larger image)
