http://jennifernicholewells.com/2016/03/15/color-your-world-pink-sherbet/
For some reason I love this picture taken on my walk this Christmas morning when I had all these other things I “should” have been doing. “I didn’t come to the beach to do what I should or what I have always done before,” I told myself. And I listened. (That is how I lost the poem I’d just written but had not posted.)
Beachside houses were filled with beach visitors sleeping in on Christmas morning. The beach was humming with the activity only of those who worked on Christmas. Vendors, waiters, boat tour operators, cooks, lifeguards, henna tattoo artists. Whoever set up this beachside restaurant was doing it pristinely, but right, with a bit of a flair. The tide rolled in and baptized the table legs, but the napkins stayed as crisp as though starched.
Merry Christmas to all.
Oh no. After a month at the beach, how to choose? Eenie, meenie, mynie mo—
For Cee’s own wonderful photos and other seascapes and landscapes, go here: http://ceenphotography.com/2014/12/16/cees-fun-foto-challenge-landscapes-or-seascapes/