Frolickers

My friend, seeing this one and "Hitcher," asked me what was my thought behind including these blurry photos. I told her that it was, as you might guess, an accident -- the camera's shutter was set to Bulb instead of Normal. But I kept them because I told myself the swooping motion and tilted horizon captured the feeling of that day at the beach. You can see (or at least, *I* can still see) my daughter splashing up on shore in New Buffalo, Michigan, with her cousins and her grandma behind her playing. The white chaos of the surf reminds me how noisy it was there, how bright, how gleefully there was Too Much Going On. I guess that's probably why I forgot to check the camera settings. Now, in the quiet of the process of developing and scanning the pictures, I can enjoy the little echoes.