A summer day. The blue skies complement the light color of the sand.
A flurry of activity, as a flock of sea gulls decides to move. Ideal world? For some. Every time I go to the beach, and I do this almost daily, my attention wanders more and more to so many unfortunate people for whom this is their bed for the night. Maybe for the week or the month, who knows.
I wonder how they see it. Do they notice the blue of the water and the sky? The reflections in the wet sand, or are they too busy thinking about the next meal? Careful to preserve their anonymity, I photograph.
What changed the last year? how come year ago I never noticed them and now I can not ignore the homeless?
Does he notice the blue sky?
We are the fortunate ones