THE BEST PHOTO OF THE WEEK - The boy and the beach

And so the day ends, after so much running, playing, jumping and laughing, the afternoon falls, the sun begins to set, the sea turns silver and the child only has to go to the sea, remove the sand from his body and with a lot of sorry to go home.

But the dream and the illusion of returning to the sea again, to run through the wet sand and bathe in its waves, will always be there, in that little head, because when a child does not dream it is because he plays and when he does not play it is because he is dreaming.