there is something that happens as you take the coast north in california...terrain drops into the sea, palms are replaced by pines, the air gets cool and misty, fog swirls and rolls in and around like a friendly ghost...there is a still that exists and a calm in the air. the wind blows so fiercely in some spots and lifts worries and cares out to sea. rocks and shells take on a whole new appearance, the sand is different in texture and feel, wood, sticks and tumbled remnants are abundant and tell stories of times forgotten.
inspiration and thoughts fly, for it is truly from nature that we must connect; feel the wind, the sand, the earth, the fog, trees, rocks, shells, ourselves...everything...
have a lovely divine tuesday you fine folk.
inspiration and thoughts fly, for it is truly from nature that we must connect; feel the wind, the sand, the earth, the fog, trees, rocks, shells, ourselves...everything...
have a lovely divine tuesday you fine folk.
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