Sunlight sparkling on the water
An orange ball of fire pulling me towards the shore
A little story teller showing me her illustrations in her little journal
Exchanging words with strangers, evacuees and a waitress.
A decadent key lime pie
I am nourishing my wanderer spirit with a slice of local travel. So close to home, yet so far away from it’s strings. No chores, no work, no de-cluttering.
Three of us, our books and our ocean fanaticism.