fused by water and sky--
how fleeting the moment
Back in Venice Beach for the holiday and to spend time with my father-in-law, who is very ill. He gave me my first SLR camera, taught me about composition and film developing. On this visit, I showed him some old photos and told him how much I appreciated what he had done. I was pulled back in time to my teen years at this beach, to my wedding on the sand complete with little girls throwing flower petals and musicians playing flute and violin, to the birth of my daughter and taking her to slide down crumbly hills of sand and to the release of my mother-in-law's ashes into her beloved Pacific. I don't know how one can have roots in a body of water, but I do.