Although I’m not at the beach this week, I think about the beauty of the water and sand and the sunrises and sunsets I witnessed. The rhythm of waves.
Tonight I found this photograph.
A self-portrait. No diet necessary. Just early morning sun for a loooong look.
I like how the tire tracks and my legs intersect.
We went to the very end of St. George Island in the state park.
In order to enter the state park, my hosts had to get a special pass and code to enter as the number of cars and people allowed each day is regulated.