Silent poetry
As we were coming back from a dive and through the Split straits between islands Solta and Brac we were hit by a short rain storm so beautiful it has to be one of the best 30min of my life. The rain cloud seemed tied to the Brac side of the straits, swallowing one sailboat after another as we were approaching it from the southwest and it finally cut loose when we got near it.
Those moments were pure poetic simplicity. Millions of raindrops on the calm surface of the sea, rising mist obscuring our view of sailboats and coastlines nearby, thunder as background soundtrack…. words and photos cannot even begin to describe the situation.
I just hope Miro got some excellent shots out of it. It would be too brilliant footage to miss in the documentary.