I was needing a little adventure last night, so I pushed, bugged, and relentlessly persuaded, or should I say, dragged my tired hubby, out on a dog walk to "Dog Beach." I had to promise not to bring my camera, which annoys him because I'm always stopping whenever something interesting catches my eye.
It was a beautiful, crisp, clear night. We made it all the way to the cliffs, running to make it past the opening, to the next strand of beach nestled back between the rocks, before I was overwhelmed with the urge. Then I stood there, looking, watching the setting sun over the ocean, missing something...a way to capture the moment. My memory is no longer enough...I NEED MY CAMERA! I need to share it with my friends all over the blogging world.
Then it hit me...I HAVE MY CAMERA PHONE! I whipped it out & began snapping away, only to find out I was out of memory. I quickly scanned through old pictures & deleted. Awwwwe, relief...I was able to snap a few.
As my hubby yelled, "C'mon...we're gonna get stuck in here, the tides rising fast." We were off & running. After making it back to the stretch of sand, I continued to shoot. I think my hubby just knows I'm a hopeless cause when it comes to pictures.
The sun slowly began to set beyond the horizon as I told him, "Right as it disappears, you have to kiss me & then we both make a wish." Perfect evening~hoping my wish comes true!
Can I ever stop?