My Blue Hour
After eyeing this from a distance, I made a mad scramble to this somewhat precarious rocky alcove. Perched at a safe enough angle away from the high tide, I couldn't help thinking how it would feel to be dashed against those rocks.As the tide was getting bigger and crashing with more force, a family just to the right of here wanted to explore further down looking for starfish. I kindly told them they'd have better luck finding some at low tide. Go figure.