Morning After the Night Before

After taking the photos for my good friends’ wedding on Saturday I had to finish a roll of B&W before dropping them off for development so I managed to drag my rotten, fatigued carcass down to the harbour entrance and pier, with a vague hope to catch some warmth in my bones from the sun and calm my frayed nerves with some lapping waves. It worked a treat.

Not sure what happened with the last photo, but I like it.