This week I stumbled upon our vacation photos from May and fondly remembered the joy and peace found on this trip to the coast. The clouds rushed in and out threatening of storms that never came while creating stunning portraits in the sky. I was enthralled with the clouds, so many different shapes and designs...when I wasn't looking up...I was following the trail of shells for miles down the beach lured by the shine and shimmer and the amazing colors gifted from the sea. There was also a visit to a lighthouse which I learned had been kept two different women when it was active. This knowledge set off all kinds of adventuresome daydreams of beach combing and intimately knowing a piece of land and her changes in weather and season.
