Windswept, deserted, and quiet. Muted. Different. Such was the mood while exploring Anaeho’omalu bay with Michael, Leah & Estela.
It was a relatively “heavy” time for me. I had recently returned from my five week Philippines expedition, which was an experience, and then the massive Tsunami of March 2011 had struck the Big Island, slicing Annaeho’omalu Bay and my preconceptions of nature’s power in half. I tend to think about things for a long time — it was all still fresh in my mind a couple month later, when I was standing on this beautiful, wrecked beach with Michael & his family.
They are ridiculously nice, grounded people. Michael is a Doctor, while Leah is a stay-at-home Mom, taking care of their daughter Estela (and, by the time this has been posted, their new addition as well. Congrats you guys!). Their patience, intelligence and generous sense of calm, along with Estela’s sheer adorableness made this session one to remember. Actually, looking back at it, I almost consider it as the period to an end of a sentence in my life, so to speak.
What an interesting sentence it was… 😀