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It’s the summer of 1999 and I’m sitting on a beach in Latvia, hunched over my new Nikon f100 fidgeting with my lens. What had been the point of me saving up money for a year for this camera if I wasn’t going to take a single photo that I liked? I was feeling utterly frustrated. Here I was, in one of the most beautiful parts of Europe unable to take a single great photograph. All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted by a spray of sand in my face. I looked up to see a young girl in a blue denim romper sauntering by haughtily in plastic heels. Well she was trying to saunter. They were the kind of shoes that came in those toy sets with costume jewelry and tiaras. They weren’t meant to be worn out, and definitely not meant to be worn on the …show more content…

This summer was going to be a bust. I hadn’t taken one good photograph and I seriously lacked inspiration. Letting out a sigh, I got up. I needed to get some work done. I decided to go see if I could find anything inspiring around the beach. By the time I had trudged a good way out into the beach I heard a low rumble and looked up to see the sky getting ready to cry. I groaned, this was just not a good day. A heavy drizzle came down on the beach, growing in intensity then easing up like a broken showerhead. People started scattering.I needed to get some pictures rain or no rain. I strolled along the waves and snapped pictures of the sky, the sea, the sand, and the murky horizon but every shot I took just looked grey, grey and greyer. I had been going at it for a long time and I was just about ready to give up. The rain was making the beach look washed up and sad, which was ironic because that was exactly how I felt today. I let out another loud sigh. “You make that sound a lot” a haughty little voice said out of nowhere.
A little off guard I snickered, “I almost didn’t recognize you without those heels” I said as I looked down at the voice to see the little girl from earlier. For some reason, she was the only thing on the beach that didn’t look grey. There was a vibrancy about her, she had coppery red hair accented with fluffy white barrettes, and under her denim romper she wore a bright white t shirt. There was a faux pearl …show more content…

“I can help you, but only if you promise to take a picture of me under what I’m going to show you”. She stretched out her hand for a handshake. I was tired and curious and had nothing to lose so I shook on it.
“Ok let me just get my grandma, I promised her she could take a picture too.” She said beaming, and running off towards her grandma.
I followed the little girl and her grandma towards a very open part of the beach. The rain had stopped. “Where is this inspiring thing you were going to show me?” I asked.
She turned back and pointed upwards laughing, “Look there!”
I turned around to see what she was looking at, the sun was peeking out of the grey and a brilliant rainbow had appeared, it started from a dark grey cloud then dipped itself gently into the water. It was the perfect picture. Awestruck, I fumbled to get my camera ready, this was exactly what I was looking for. The grandma fumbled to get her camera too, but for a different reason. The little girl has set herself up under the rainbow and was striking a very proud pose. Her hair was gleaming and the sun was hitting her, giving her a

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