You don’t need to be traveling to see great scenes unfold.
On my commute home one evening, I spotted Kara on the rings at the beach in Santa Monica. She wore a blue skirt and tube top as she floated in the air above the still warm sand. As she danced with the sun her hair could not keep up with the rest of her angelic body. Her body twisted and turned as the sun sank into the horizon. I found myself lost in her moves as I rode by on my bicycle. When I passed the angle where the sun was directly behind her I slammed on my brakes and skidded to a stop. I realized I had to capture the moment. Luckily I had caught her in her first run on the rings not knowing she would do a second run. This was shot with my iPhone with no zoom. I now keep my camera with me while I ride around on my bike.
Kara, thank you for doing what you do. Keep rocking the rings.










