San Francisco Bay, hour after dawn

I went once  to Quezon province as part of a team that would provide free medical services to a certain island, sort of an outreach project. The sponsor was an organization of Fil-Australians who obviously felt guilty about leaving their country even if they couldn’t help it.

We went to this beach, crack of dawn, and I took this picture just as soon as the sun could  provide enough light because I was using my celphone camera which didn’t have a night mode. Came out well, I think.

I like to think of myself as a frustrated photographer. Back in highschool, I imagine that I was one. Real life got in the way and I got sidetracked. Why is it that childhood dreams have this tendency to pop up again and again?


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