Notes from the Ridge
August brings forth the winding down of summer days and nights. Soon Nature’s landscape will begin slow quiet changes often without notice. Before the calendar rolls in September, I give you a poem of quiet summer reflection. A moment in time when evening settles… Continue Reading “Giving the Beach Back to the Tourists”
Walking under the magical light of a lavender dusk; the crushed shell road crunches under my weary feet. I am alone, with thoughts that blow and swirl around to the incessant voice of high tide, as if placing one step ahead of the other… Continue Reading “Evening Tour”
A warm morning on the beach; the sunrise bellows tangerine and lavender where sea and sky become one. I walk in sand-silenced footsteps along the shoreline with a gathering bucket in hand, listening to breakers crash and the cry of gulls. Above pelicans swoop… Continue Reading “Beach Harvest”
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