There’s something about the beach that is very Zen. Each grain of sand adds up to create a beautiful, flowing landscape. The tides always changing. Movement of water. The infinite distance in the horizon. Rolling clouds. Palm trees. The sound of waves crashing

Pay attention to the iguanas. They have very long tails and will whip you if you get too close.

Or ancient mindset, modern world?

It would be much more convenient if my entire photo book collection was digitized and stored on my iPad to view wherever I am on the go. I think the problem with these books are that they take up so much space, but are great legacy pieces.

Perhaps this is a better analogy to use when describing photos. Not good or bad.

Or maybe it really doesn’t matter?