Yesterday evening, Benjy, Olli and I headed out to the beach. It was perfect light- a little cloudy, the sun setting. Benjy was armed with his pail and shovel and running toward the ocean. He got his shorts wet (he didn’t give us time to change him into his bathing suit), so we stripped his lower half and he ran around bare-bottomed. Benjy ran up and down the beach, occasionally reaching out to hold Olli’s hand. He stopped to play with a dog. And then the waves. Eventually, he became so enthralled with the waves that he dumped his pail and shovel on the sand and Olli had to follow behind Benjy, dutifully carrying his forgotten toys.
It was a perfect, PERFECT night for photographing my dear son and his wonderful father.
Sadly, my memory card was firmly in my laptop’s card reader, leaving me cursing my stupidity. So, I had to paint this mental picture, so I’d never forget that perfect evening.
Teenaged Benjy will be very glad that you don’t have pictures of him running around with a bare bottom.
You painted a nice word picture!
How awful for you!
I feel like I’M naked without my camera, and I’m not a real photographer.
Glad you have the beautiful memory.