I curl my feet ~ heart ~ into warm cascading earth. A masterpiece changing with the lapsing waves. It is here I feel my home. I hear the ocean’s serenade, a sea lullaby, sung for me, danced by my daughters.



This is the holiday ~ ebbing beauty ~ I know to soak in this reflection of majesty, to bask in it’s grandeur, to memorise these fingerprints of heaven.



There is no rival elixir then sea-spray for this ocean born gal and I drunk a full portion, letting refreshment soak deep.



Seven days of blue on brilliant blue from sunrise to sunset and it took each moment to fill my nature drained soul.



Gratefulness takes the turning tides home!