Thunderstorms rolled over my house this morning at 4:00 AM and thunder and lightening woke me up. By the time I was up and drinking my first coffee, the rain was hitting my skylight pretty hard. It sounded like some kind of war going on. The noise is great.
Your photo is really interesting. The firs thing I thought about was how long that pier is and then how often does it have to be replaced and who pays for that?
Palm trees, bicycles, flip flops, pelicans, skateboards, fishing boats and dolphins... this small peninsula town of almost 6,000 residents wedged between Pensacola Bay and the Gulf of Mexico is defined by salt water and live oaks, sand and sun, and the occasional hurricane. The landscape shaped - then re-shaped - by storms past... the ocean, sound and bay offering a visual feast of color and motion that is never the same from one day to the next. For most, Gulf Breeze is a place to pass through on the way to somewhere else, and for them, the unique character of this town and its people goes unnoticed...
Wish I was there!
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ReplyDeleteThunderstorms rolled over my house this morning at 4:00 AM and thunder and lightening woke me up. By the time I was up and drinking my first coffee, the rain was hitting my skylight pretty hard. It sounded like some kind of war going on. The noise is great.
Your photo is really interesting. The firs thing I thought about was how long that pier is and then how often does it have to be replaced and who pays for that?
Abe Lincoln
Brookville, Ohio
What a beautiful shot. Everything looks so soft and gentle. As if the beach is a cradle and the water is singing a lullaby.
ReplyDeleteI've always loved being on the beach at sunset...everything seems bathed in the warm glow of the loving sun!
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