bubble-froth morning
ocean’s cold calling, my toes
curl into the sand
Missing the ocean today, on a frozen morning here in Ohio. My cold feet reminded me of the chilly allure of the ocean as it crept over my toes on a visit to my friend Amy a little over two years ago. She lives near Savannah, Georgia, and we spent early mornings watching the sun rise on the beach. Plenty of others were there, some walking their dogs, others riding horses, and we all stood watching as the sun burst onto the scene like a classic film actress responding to her cue.
I don’t drink coffee anymore but I adore matcha. You can buy me one or just click over and take a look at some random photos and snag a free black cat lined notebook page PDF to print or use with any PDF annotation app.
