an adventurase beach trip on dune road. the smell of salt in the aire, the sand beneath my feet and as the wind blows i pick up shells off the coatal line one by one. collecting them in my pockets as they gingle togeather. i spot some old seagal bones and i say a small brif prayr for the soul past then i collect the bonse to use with the shells to make beeds for jewelry.
I really like your sand path photo. It makes me want to see what lies beyond.
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