We arrive when everyone else is leaving, sunburned and tired.
A watermelon and cold beer can make a dinner.
The thirty minutes before the sun finally sets, the air is thick and golden. I promise you. Many people can not see it - but all you have to do is look.
Dreams are written in the sand and souls of our children as they commune with the sea.
I saw the picture of your son staring at the sea on Pinterest. When we first drove from Atlanta to California a couple of years ago and my youngest two children saw the ocean for the first time, my son sat and did the same thing. I have a very similar picture of him on a rocky cliff staring out at the ocean. We actually walked down to run in the water's edge, but at the age of 5 he stopped halfway down the cliff and just sat and stared. His heart knew it should slow down and enjoy the moment.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like a wonderful evening with your family and I love the way you captured it with pictures.
LOVELY!!!
ReplyDeleteWow! I love all your photos so much! I am finding you through the Kid Blogger Network, and am loving your site. I adore the header. I look forward to connecting more here ,and through KBN!
ReplyDeleteOcean evenings sound very similar to Lake Superior evenings for us...only it's still pretty cold here. There is a little envy, here, but I can handle waiting a couple of months for the warmth.
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