In my quest for inspiration, I headed out of the house for a walk this afternoon, with my camera over my shoulder.
As I took time this morning to talk to the Lord, and listen to Him speak to me, I realized that one of the ways I work best is from photos. There is something inspirational and motivating that happens when I take pictures.
I see happy faces and beautiful places, and it just makes me want to write.
Or I see quirky, funny things that make me smile and want to make up a story to go along with the photo.
It was deeply refreshing and nourishing to my soul to walk along the beach as the wind whipped through my hair, capturing moments that inspired me.
Or made me giggle! This guy seriously looked like he was posing for me.
These little houses, set just a few yards from shore, are "fish houses" from the late 18th and early 19th century, where fishermen stowed their gear, and took care of their day's catch of fish and lobster. My imagination goes crazy thinking about what it must've looked, and smelled, like here years ago.
While it was quiet on that end of the beach, at the other end, across the road, this place was doing a hopping business!
The parking lot was full of cars, the line about 12 people deep, with another ten off to the side, waiting for their orders. And then there were the picnic tables on the other side, full of people enjoying lobster rolls and such. This is the place to be, I guess!
I've never had a lobster roll, but if I do, I think I should come here since they won an award for having the best ones!
I like the description of what's in a kid's box...did you notice it?
I've gotten sweet notes and comments from friends, with such good, heartfelt words to encourage and inspire me towards writing. Those, combined with an afternoon of walking and taking photos, were just what I needed as I continue to press on towards writing!