Sometimes a photo is enough to capture the essence of a moment.
Back to the roots to discover the wildest nature, barefoot, perpetually in swimsuit or shorts, natural hair with that salt flavor. My perennial modus operandi when on vacation, where appearing is useless as well as not thinking. The other days of the year are enough for that. The afternoon hours are my favorite, when returning from the beach, with the house silent to respect the afternoon siesta, a refreshing shower before getting ready for a poolside aperitive.
Too bad the days are not infinitely extendable …
Or, if they were infinite would they be so precious anymore?
Yours, Moni
