It’s been a somber few weeks, both personally and globally. Last night, with the solemnity of recent days weighing on me, I switched off the news and began editing photos from my latest trip to Green Turtle Cay. When I reached this series of images, I couldn’t help but smile.
It was a sweltering, late-June day on the cay. I spent the afternoon packing to return to L.A. and preparing Fish Hooks for the summer and hurricane season ahead. In need of a break and searching for even a breath of breeze, I took Wrigley for a walk. As we rounded the corner near Settlement Point, I heard shouts and laughter. Several dozen local kids (and a few kids-at-heart) were splashing around in the water between the freight and dinghy docks.
School had recently let out for summer and the children were clearly making the most of their new-found freedom. They snorkeled, staged swimming races and dove from the docks, executing slightly-less-than-graceful swan dives and crazy cannon balls.
After several weeks spent viewing images of heartbreak, destruction and the dark side of humanity, I found the joy and levity in these pictures refreshing. I hope you will, too.