SITTING, WAITING, WISHING

It was a beach day, like so many others. And like every beach day, I wandered—camera in hand, looking for the shot.

I passed this spot on every walk, always waiting for a perfect surf moment. A wave, a turn, something to stand out. But it never came.

And that’s when it hit me—this was the moment. Not action, not movement—just perspective. The ocean, vast and endless. The surfers, small and patient.

I clicked the shutter. And here it is. I love it.