October 5, 2017
Wrote a little piece for Segullah last week. About our time in Key Biscayne post Hurricane Irma. Thoughts on storms, dead stars, grief, our lack of independence, and this beautiful sand dollar I found, hiding in the waves. Drift over for a moment and join me there.
With Autumn coming on cold, days like this feel as if they were a dream.
Dinner by the beach at Dune Burgers.
View from our balcony before we went down for dinner.
Sunrise over the Atlantic.
Sailing out of Biscayne Bay.
Roses in the lobby.
Piece of coral I found while beach combing. So pretty I had to bring it home.
And my last collection of beach treasures. All kinds of greens and coppers.
The ocean is a wise teacher. So much beauty and understanding, hiding in her waves.
