Remember the day when we felt that cool air on our faces, when we were first set free to this space..?
No reading, no writing, no working out of difficult things, no tests, no rush, no walls..
Chattering and jumping, we grabbed hands as the early passing light vanished and the cold evening air came in.
The very best of days..
I love the sense of movement and play in these.
Thanks Karen! 🙂
Esta serie me parece genial, me quedo con la primera, saludos
¡Gracias! Me alegro de que os gusten! Tengo muchas ganas de salir en el verano a tomar más en la playa. (Espero que mi español es traducir aquí ..!)
Lo entiendo perfectamente, seguimos en contacto, saludos
Beautiful words and images!