Be still.
As we enjoy these last few days of warmth I find myself looking back one last time at summer.
The sun had just rose in the sky.
Her light was soft and warm on our faces.
There was a gentle breeze that whispered in the air.
And the ocean sang her most gentlest of songs as her waves came to meet the red sand of the island shore.
Campbellton Beach, August 5th.
