Life’s a beach…

The waves go in and out making things new, fresh, changing them slighting. The waves bring hope, love, life, and sometimes seaweed. It is endless like time. The waves teach us of yesterday as they splash to tomorrow.  When we look out to the sea we are reminded of all the lives the sea has changed and taken. The sea can be wicked and tame and…


… once the sea has gotten up your shorts there is just no way to walk like a lady (or a man… maybe a monkey).

OoooooOOOOoooooh the sea is a wicked beast that knows how to chafe.

Note Lesson ~ Admire the sea from a far or park a lot closer.

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I don’t think she’s coming back…

Yesterday when the post ran there was a little something in there for me.  It was a postcard from my Muse. The picture was of her sunbathing off the shore of… somewhere, she never said.

I’m starting to get a little worried that she might not come back………… here is what the card read…

I wonder how the postman knew where ‘over there, not here’ was?