Ten. One Thousand, Four Hundred & Forty-Eight
-
I don't like sleeping in as much as I thought I would.
-
Rush to deliver the croissants so I can get back to coffee and quiet.
-
Yes. Let's make it a beach day anyway.
-
Mountain peaks cradling ribbons of fog.
-
Hawk medicine.
-
How very Cancerian of me to spend a soupy morning at the ocean. We put the two chairs together and bundle up under the wool blanket. I close my eyes and listen to the waves.
-
There is another story waiting to be written.
-
I could stay in here all day looking at every little thing.
-
Fleetwood Mac.
-
I wanted a hit for my birthday, but I guess a short game is also a gift.
-
I still can’t get over these sunsets.
-
“…take courage and leap. Your sense of timing is perfect.”
-
“The power is you.”