Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Wednesday Morning Beach Report

A cloud of sanderlings in flight.

A cloudless blue sky dropping into a band of fog. 

And unlike the past few mornings, a lone set of footprints following me on the sand.

While the new man in my life has gone back to Indiana to resume his role of caregiver for his father, the love and joy are still here--as wide and deep as the ocean.


37paddington said...

glad to hear this!

Ms. Moon said...

Love. And peace.

Barbara said...

I'm reading your blog like a novel now. What happens next!? xxo

Elizabeth said...

I'm happy for you.