Daydream: Spanish Coast

Aug 24

The morning is quiet. There are no cell phones ringing, no television to provide a distraction, no computers to be found. But there is sunlight and a slight breeze and the smell of the ocean, which can be heard off in the not-too-far distance.

Breakfast is late and taken outdoors so the changing light can be continuously observed. No one can bring themselves to speak. It’s as if when eating breakfast, the whole surrounding landscape was being sipped in as well.

The afternoon calls for a short nap, which is only broken by the sound of laughter from outside. There’s a market a short bike ride away, the perfect place to gather ingredients for dinner.

The meal is thrown together quickly, with everyone helping in some little way. Bottles of wine are opened. A special dessert is prepared.

And though outdoors here is always best, dinner is moved inside once the thunderclouds roll in. The light fades, the storm begins. The power goes out. Candles are lit in the room. Time disappears by as the conversation spins in new directions. No one wants to sleep. Soon, the candles have such little light left that everyone agrees it’s time. Those who linger last notice that the storm has stopped and outside, the stars have slipped out of the clouds.

{all images by Jordi Canosa, Casa Rita portfolio}

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