Monthly Archives: December, 2016
When I look at this picture, I remember “the beach house,” the salty cool breeze coming through the windows, the sunrises, the endless horizon, the sand in my shoes, and the ever present sound of the ocean. The house is gone but the memories persist. My spirit is healed just remembering….
My moon obsession
The moon always captures my eye, and my camera. Sometimes I actually pull my car over, park and get out to stare at it for a few minutes. It’s there, calling, “Look. I’m still here. Still round, rocky and bright. I’ll be moving across the sky tonight, and I’ll look a little different tomorrow but …