The breeze drops and the water turns glass flat, palm shadows freeze their movements on the sand. The sun is hot and singing on the top of my head.Check this out for more Photo Friday submissions.
The breeze drops and the water turns glass flat, palm shadows freeze their movements on the sand. The sun is hot and singing on the top of my head.
My son came back from Mexico after a fortnight of very changeable weather...
ReplyDeleteHe still caught a great suntan.
The photo is a dream!!
As I watch the snow fly past the window I click on this....yeah......thanks.
ReplyDeletethat would be so so nice right about now (well, right about always) but here in NYC is freeeeeezing!
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