The Poetic Eye

sp Jekyll Island, GA

 

taken late afternoon, yesterday

tonight finds us in northern North Carolina, resting for the last leg of the three-day drive home.

the best day

 

A beach picnic on a tiny, boat-accessible-only island in the Gulf. 

We're leaving here tomorrow and it's a wrench, I'll tell ya. Sigh. 

In case you are trying to reach me, I am still away & without direct access to the internet.  I'm posting from the library- which has free wireless access, but summer hours.  My email backlog is gargantuan and likely to stay that way as it will be a while before I am home again.

simply notes from a tropical front

blue, unblinkingly blue skies and heat, scorching

white sand, warm, jewel green water,

laughter and shrieks

the salt in my short curls

with a sprinkle from a sandcastle or two

that will drift down my back

as I stand in the market checkout line

heading home to make dinner

later, as nightfall nears

the daily thunderstorm offers dramatic excitement

and some place for all the damned mosquitoes to breed.

 

 

gifts from the sea. 

over-used.

but the waves keep frothing up to sandy shore

bearing up treasures

see this one?  It belonged to a whelk.

this one held a conch.

this is half of a a simple, yet amazing clam.

this feather once flew the entire longitude.... 

images

 

 

sp -a little late....