Bees are busy in the sunflower,
while others nap
under the warm, rejuvenating sun
on the sand.
Lots of wind and clouds and some rain,
under the mini nor'easter at St. Augustine Beach Sunday evening.
Like the storms in our hearts,
the wind dies down, the rain stops, the clouds break up.
And with not just a little faith in our physical universe,
the sun will rise in the morning!
St. Augustine Beach.
Part of the millennium Poem by Maya Angelou
encouraged us to leave our baggage at the gate.
Some "things" have been trailing me for a lot of years,
and now it's time for a clean sweep.
Bye, bye lovely and sticky things and thanks!
Photo was a happy mistake as the shutter was still open as I "swept" my hand away!
Gleanings From Living Long