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Category: Beaches
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Another day comes to an end, or rather daylight ends! The night is young! St. Augustine Beach Pier from Anastasia State Park, yesterday!
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Ever grateful for the beautiful ocean, the wind and pelicans, for night blooming jasmine off my deck, for the moon and stars, for family and friends I adore, for my health and happiness. Happy Thanksgiving! St. Augustine Beach.
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As Mary Chapin Carpenter sings, Why walk when you can fly? (It's not just for the birds.) Sanderlings, St. Augustine Beach.
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The perfect afternoon at the beach. The perfect thing to do… Get sandy and wet! And later? Have a drink with friends! St. Augustine Beach pier, and Aden playing in the tidal pool and later at the Conch House with friends.…
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Getting a closer look at a large piece of driftwood on the beach, reveals some of its secrets. Can you see the river and the mountains? And a Ram? The interior life of a tree… Anastasia Island State Park, St. Augustine, Florida.…
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On a cloudy afternoon, sometimes, all you have to do is turn a corner for something wonderful and cheering to come your way. The sun pops out and illuminates the clouds over the harbor. A little bit of a rainbow on the way to the beach and then this sunset –…
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It was the blue that saved my soul when I lived in this small seaside town. Perhaps there is someone there now soaking up the shimmering light and colors, healing from a loneliness she doesn't even know is hers. Provincetown Blues.
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Green on the right going out to sea. Moon in the sky. Restless ocean claiming the land. Godspeed to all travelers returning home. Vilano Beach, St. Augustine, nearly full moon.
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After a day of storms, the beach beckons and there's a wedding against the backdrop of the green water under a canopy of clouds. Meanwhile… Life goes on- surfers surf, and birds scamper for their food, while folks walk or ride their bikes or swim, oblivious to the special moment…
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When our lives become more outward, for whatever reason, we get really busy or find a new friend or become a grandparent or a parent, then there is less time to ponder our inner world. This is not bad or good, it just is! So long as we enjoy the cacophony…
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