My girl loves the beach, so much so that she can hardly contain her excitement. I think its infectious. I could spend hours staring out over the water, especially on days when its cool and you need a blanket. I always feel relaxed and happy, like coming home. Maybe its my islander heritage. Anyway, shorelines revive and inspire me -the magic of a 'between' place, betwixt land and water, somewhat like dusk, the gloaming so mysterious and lovely. We will be leaving the warmth of Florida on Monday, to return to our haven in the mountains (which posesses its own magical quality).