Tybee Island

I don't often find myself pulling out my camera while on trips, I feel it takes me out of the moment that I am often sharing with the people I am travailing with. With that being said, I managed to snap a few on a small trip to Tybee Island, just a few hour's drive from where I live. I'm not what you would call a beach person but after a stormy night the beach was intoxicating. The winds blew dry sand across the wet, stiff beach at our feet, they traveled like clouds floating down the shore. The sand they carried would sting the eyes if you let your head drop just low enough. An untouched beach after a violent night created an impossible number of unique tableaux, the terrain shifting every few feet to a new pattern and color.