if you look closely, you can see sands blowing across the surface of the beach the swaying sea oats and Syagrus leaves are so much more noticeable, obvious...the breeze rolls in from the north-west, not quite a westerly, but hinting and reminiscent of the 'best', as Jim Morrison would say...let the palms sway this day, let the waters take my thoughts to another place, let the winds embrace all that's left...to face these north-westerlies and add another day to my stay...
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Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
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The weather's unpredictability can change all plans. Nicely written
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