This is sand.
It’s a time-wasting website Grace featured on her guest post here. It hit me as I struggled to find sand in my mind, let alone my world, for the next word in the photo challenge. A great excuse to get to the coast, germs and all, right?
I began trying to replicate a beach scene, with a sunset, or a sunrise, whichever it happened to look most like.
As “Let it Be” strained over my Pandora, I began to just that. I’d changed mindsets, seeing my native Colorado western sky for a moment, then the old-school Milwaukee Bucks uniforms in the next.
I shook sand and changed colors (you must try this site) to the beat of Rufus Wainright’s “Hallelujah,” then to nothing at all.
Sand like most things in a day didn’t go exactly where I intended. No matter. I could do nothing about sand in the frame, but I could change colors and pour more here or less there. It became more about what I could do next, than what I’d done.