pure mint water.
It feels really good to be there again, to take a deep breath in front of this marvelous scene, to smell the perfume of the sea, to feel the violent strokes of the wind and the sand whipping my cheeks.
The photographs are all similar but I like to see the different foam depending on each waves. Otherwise, it doesnt matter because it's all about colors and I love these, from an aqua color palette when the sea is in a beautiful emerald or from a pastel's one when the sea seems to be cristallized and dull, in a pure washed out mint. I bet you couldn't imagine Marseille like this, that this town could be so beautiful to stare, and that sweet to care.