caro: it's Saturday morning. light filters in through our dusty windows, waking me up. his hair prickles on my cheek as I whisper in his ear "good morning." the covers are cool and soft, making me want to stay wrapped up in them forever. the house is full of quiet stillness, a calm that I'd like to capture and tuck away in my heart.
kate: there's always something magical about the hour before sunset . . . but when it's the hour before sunset on the beach, everything becomes irritably beautiful. combined, these four photos embody my favorite aspects of the beach - the plants in the dunes, the wind in my hair, the water splashing on my legs, and the sand in between my toes - in the light i always remember them - soft, golden, hazy, warm.
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