It’s not exactly a surprise to find a random sand castle or sand sculpture while wandering along the beach. Although they’re not generally as elaborate as this one!
Whipping out my surgically attached camera for a photo was the work of a moment. Tragically, getting the photo online took many WAAAAY longer than a moment as it was one of the last photos taken on my old FILM camera before it was honourably retired from active service …
But how did the final product get so blue?
The golden early evening light had no hint of blue. And the slight chill in the air wasn’t enough to turn anything blue either!! But it’d be difficult to describe the lengthening shadows in the next photo on the film as anything BUT blue!!
In a rare whimsical moment, I wonder if it’s a weird confluence of unearthly forces. If the memaid mourns for the loss of her freedom, and the camera mourns because its time has come, maybe the combined intensity of their sorrows could turn the pictures blue?
Or maybe not.