It would be easy to describe their existence as idyllic…
It begins with anticipation.
My teeth chatter as I pull the towel tighter around my shoulders.
I let go. And give in. To the physics and the power of the waves and the vast ocean around them, I on my board in the midst. It’s not so much a means of forgetting, of leaving things behind as it is a means
01/05/2016 Image – “Cresting” by Matthew Baldwin