Category: Beaches
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(After a few choice expletives aimed at that "something" that keeps pulling me into a hole.) I want to go to the root of my happiness & hang on to it – Really I won't need to cling to it, will I? Non attatchment – non judgement - What…
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December 7 2001 Am Shack Last Day A mouse goes to sleep in the morning, would you say good night (sleep tight) or g'day!? The demons came, softly quietly as though they were so comfy & friendly with me and I had a sit down talk with myself like a…
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Twelve years ago I won a week's stay in a Dune Shack in Provincetown on Cape Cod. Already initiated in shack dwelling by a generous friend who taught me about wood fires and well water and kerosene lamps, there was no fear, only anticipation. Craving the isolation and solitude, on my first day…
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At the end of a beautiful day, the sun sets early, and the town illuminates the night with millions of white lights! Thanksgiving was late and Christmas will be early, and before you know it, the new year is upon us. The seasons come and go, and we're still here, older…
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Once again, it is that time of year when people are driving really really badly. So, go slow, pay attention and watch out for the other guy. For whatever reason, she/he is having a really bad day. Let the fun begin!
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This post is recycled from 2011, with a few changes, but all in all the gratitude is still the same! Happy Thanksgiving!
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A lone surfer enjoys a long ride on a windy morning as the sun rises into a mackerel sky.
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Never too gnarly for these avian surfers, and always a joy to behold. More wind in St. Augustine with the Brown Pelicans making the best of it.
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Another wild windy day at the beach. Is it really ourselves we find in the sea? whatever we lose like a you or a me it's always ourselves we find in the sea. Perhaps, if we are paying attention, it is ourselves we find everywhere. A remembered shard of…
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In the eye of the beholder.
