A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
Last gasp Grand Bend, ON July 2014 Thematic faves of the year. Here.
I kind of dig the fact that this scene ceased to exist almost before the shutter closed and the pixels were saved as a file on my camera's memory card. Blink and it's gone. Maybe that's a metaphor for life. Or maybe I just need to spend more time staring at waves.