as the autumn equinox hovers less than a week away in our hemisphere, i'm taking these few days to bid a photographic farewell to summer.
each day at the ko'olina lagoons, elle clamored for a "swimming pool." we'd fashion a crater in that perfect spot just out of reach of the ocean's ebb and surge, but close enough to the waterline to fill with several inches of sandy salt water.
i'd laugh a bit to myself at the sight: she had the whole of the limpid pacific before her, but was enormously content to splash in her personal puddle. and while i hope that she'll dream big, i also know the considerable wealth of being able to find joy in the niche of world belonging just to you.
farewell, holidays by the sea.