by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Thirty Four. Driftwood. Back in the land of neon sunsets and Soursop Juice. Collecting driftwood to turn into magical things. The smell of salt and promise in the air. In the fading light listening to the washes crash and the bus horns blast into the...
by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Thirty Three. Night Markets. Weaving our way through the narrow crowded footpaths, the smell of incense sits thick in the humid night air. The constant beeping of car horns becomes almost musical, this island dances to it’s own crazy rhythm. Here, to...
by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Thirty Two. Lovers In Paris. Young lovers exploring the streets of Paris…Is there anything more...
by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Thirty One. The Forest Nymph. On my return back to France I came across a girl so full of life and love. She was fearless, skated better than most teenage boys, jumped from bridges into the water bellow and always tried to cheat at card games! She also had...
by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Thirty. A Day At The Polo. Royals playing Polo and MVP’s! Just a normal day in the English countryside.
by jakebenno@gmail.com | Oct 29, 2016 | ayearsseafever
Week Twenty Nine. English Summer. The start of summer comes slowly to the English countryside. It’s days start to get just that bit longer and brighter although the sun is in no rush to heat the earth. One evening, still and calm the temperature in no way high...
