… or yet more reasons not to take a photo.
Bright sunny day thought I’d go to the seaside and make some beach portraits.
Car park full, this is promising - fish in a barrel.
Through a cut in the dunes and onto a wide open expanse of… empty beach.
People were there just few and very far between.
First few folks I met politely declined. Its amazing how self-conscious people get when confronted with a camera. That’s OK, I get it. I’m not gonna be that guy.
The other group of people I didn’t even approach. Families with kids. Really don’t wanna be that guy. Although I presume people like their kids, (don’t have any myself - love kids, couldn’t eat a whole one) and further presume people like having photos of their kids. I’m guessing they just don’t want to involve an old codger with a camera. (any parents out there with thoughts, opinions?)
Hot and sweaty with sand stuck between my toes I returned to the car with not a shutter clicked.
Aaanyhoo, heres some pretty flowers