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.