100WC Week 3 - The Photograph

With his camera held close under his heavy jacket he edges his way closer. He stumbles on the smooth, sandy, slippery paving stones and stops. The wind howls around him tearing at his scarf while the sea churns around his feet like a boiling cauldron. Cautiously creeping ever closer he sees his chance. Lifting the camera carefully from its hiding place he takes a deep breath and clicks. Suddenly a massive, menacing wave envelopes the lighthouse in spray and foam. Click … click … click. Has he succeeded? Has he captured the moment? He looks at the screen and smiles.