A body of water

I am spending these days with my fellow artist who loves water. I´ve been living in an overly dry city for years. On my last trips i started taking photos of dry weeds & flowers. It was an exercise in simplicity, fighting my uncomfortable feelings about using some imagery in photography that my eye finds particularly beautiful. It´s enjoying time passed, but also feeling its cycles.
We´re taking each other to the sea. It will be well-filling. On it´s coastline we will continue where we (never totally) left off. I will leave things to be washed away. And most notably a new line has begun, and it´s writings may not be on walls this time..