So, apologies that the font is so small on today's pic, but I wanted to fit a slightly longer poem than usual on this beautiful photo.
I thought it probably be wise to present the poem below, in a more user friendly font (particularly for people like me who are getting on a bit and our eyesight isn't what is used to be😉).
My Atlantic Time
Early morning, still dark
Next to my ocean
Crashing waves, the cool breeze blowing, sand shifting
Alone, yet not,
Still, yet not,
Older, yet not,
I’m that curious, smiling child again…
Connection - to the ocean, to my world, to me…
This is my time…
to lose myself,
to find myself,
to allow myself to love, and be loved,
to accept myself for who I am,
to recognize I don’t have to be in control,
This is my time to shine, to love, to be free…to be me
This is My Atlantic Time…
Pam Buchholz - My Atlantic Life
There are many mornings, I actually gasp in awe, at the incredible sight that I'm privileged to witness on my beach at Hatteras. There is no man-made paint palette that could ever hope to create the magnificent colors that appear at sunrise....💕
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!
Until next time,
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