The shore always exerts a primordial, visceral pull on me, and during my recent trip to St. Simons Island, Georgia, it was hard to tear myself away from the water's edge. The ocean felt like bathwater around my ankles, and every wave marks a clean slate and a fresh beginning...
Sunday, September 30, 2012
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Wonderful photos. I love your descriptions especially the bathwater surf. We lived there before moving to NC, but I still have SSI sand in my shoes.
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