Blades of grass tickle against sun-kissed skin. Smooth rocks skeeter and skip, interrupting the trickling stream. The sound of laughter twinkles across the shimmery flow. Love is abundant in the evening glow.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Bone Deep
Bare feet, flip-flops in hand, slipping down a mudslide, guarding my camera from misting rains, throwing shoe into bushes, slick black rocks, waves rushing around my legs, green green green, rock hunting, geode breaking, shell searching, running like a mad women along the beach, laughing, crazy, dripping hair, peaceful energy, splashing in the ocean, hippie living, soul searching, bone deep content.
Awake my soul.
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