Sea Shells & Common Gorse

It was such a yellow and blue day today. The golden yellow gorse rolled out and up the hills, lining entire parts of the coastal path that winds its way to our destination, a tiny little beach at the next town over. The blue sky was deep and bright, and the ocean soft and playful. Sarah accidentally dressed to match. We found shiny, intact little shells amongst a sea of broken ones, while the sun was screwing up our eyes and kissing our hair. A quiet and unremarkable sort of day, a reminder of why I take pictures at all.