Friday, 26 February 2010
A Moment in Time.
It's been a frustrating week where I seem to have worked hard yet achieved little that was on my list. New things cropped up and needed dealing with pushing other tasks to the back of the (long) queue. Never mind, it is Friday and I managed to capture this lone early morning surfer taking advantage of the easterly winds which bring waves to our south coastal shores.
The sun shone brightly and though Isabella and I were quite a long way from him there was such pleasure in watching the rise and fall of the waves, the manoeuvring of the board in sync with the movement of the tide.
All three of our sons surf to varying degrees with Tom being something of an expert while the girls have not yet been bitten by the bug. I however, despite being a north coast girl growing up in the land of surf, only achieve drowning duck status. Davey and I are much better suited to snorkeling or diving, but oh how I love to see the surfers at one with the sea.
Completely wrapped up in a world of his own.
A dancer of the waves
Oh for the ability to capture what we actually saw instead of these blurry images.
We finally tore ourselves away to get on with the day ahead
and as we left, a friend came to play.
Not the best of photos, but a peaceful moment in an otherwise busy week. I hope yours has been good?
Happy Friday x