Winter by the Ocean

Peace in the streets with only the brave to go out.

A Photographer everyday in the same spot, never framing the same picture, never getting the same light.

The wonders of the cold sunlight, playing through the waves.

The amazing sky so pure so strong, mesmerizing you until you get hit by the tide.

The white foam rising up through the air.

The distant Pyrenees shadowing the horizon with their landscape.

The warm mulled wine and waffles in cosy little bistros.

Movies at 3 in the afternoon.

Looking like a mess and not caring one bit.

The crazy surfers playing in the waves. And me looking at them for hours, fascinated by their passion.

A house warming up to our laughter, our music, the never ending fire in the chimney.

Children playing society games in the living room.

The feeling that life is just beautiful.

Going back to the roots of happiness.



The sound of guitar resonating in the garden.

The fresh iodine air hitting you in the face.

Waking up at three in the morning just to go and listen to the sound of waves from the sundeck.

Going back to the roots of happiness.

All pictures are thanks to my darling brother Emile. Thank you for making them so quickly available. Thank you for your talent. Thank you for coming!!!!