We gather our things to visit the sea. Towels and drinks and snacks and books to fascinate and soothe our minds. And often, all of it...

Even under the shade of the beach umbrella, the heat from the sand radiates and bakes us like a roasting chicken in a store front window....

We go to the edge of the sea dressed in warm, heavy sweaters with treasures collected from lifetimes by the shore. Trophies of time...

I walk through antique stores, junk stores, thrift shops hoping to notice and identify objects from my past and return them to their...

We take to the meadow with flashlights to light our way and fireflies to guide our imaginations. Toward adventure. To find ourselves. At...

The cool sun of late winter shines through the wavy paned windows and glows through my closed eyelids and gently warms my face and...

I grew up under ordinary circumstances but was blessed to have an uncle who owned an expanse of land by the sea that was purchased at a...

Cruise slowly through shallow waters. Take time to observe the shore and the depths. Take care not to disrupt the ecology that surrounds...

Cold water flows through my sandy fingers as I sift apart the translucent gems from the smooth pebbles and sand.The round stones roll off...

The heat of the August sunshine creates a hothouse in our back yard. Stakes and twine hold down flourishing tomato plants like...