notes inspired by matt and tameira's day
The most lovely day with the wind and waves and a storm that chased out the sunset. We got caught in a bit of rain by the end of our foraging driftwood and tip toeing over poison ivy. It felt as though we became friends. Like the storm sealed something. I drove home with the biggest grin just thanking the Lord for the weight of beauty and the opportunity to behold it. Mist rose off the pavement as I headed back toward town, like a breath after it touches a flame, a flame which held a wish.