A matter of perspective

For years, we had only two precious weeks at the beach each year and we would hope for perfect, sunny days for each one of them.

But now we spend at least half of our time at the beach and we welcome days like this.  Watching the storm clouds rolling in, the grasses in the dunes waving in the wind. We wait for lightening strikes on the water.

I have always been mesmerized by the power of the ocean.