Monday, August 22, 2011
Full moon swimmers
This full moon was actually a week, or more, ago. I only just imported my pics and remembered I took some photographs of the shimmery path it lay down, so enticingly, on the water.
My camera seems to work fine at dusk. The ghosts only come out in the daylight. As you can see here, it's nothing but cool, blue, wet perfection. There are kids in that water, but you can't see them.
I envied them the feeling of slipping into silky darkness after dinner. I, joyless adult that I am, couldn't make myself do it because it was no longer hot and I didn't feel like putting my wet bathing suit back on. Silly grownup details.
What happens to us?