|A still offshore breeze made for|
gentle lapping sounds of the water.
|A peek of sunshine from behind the clouds.|
|Everything was so still.|
|Catching a Sunday nap at the beach.|
|Drama as the clouds come passing by.|
|Following the shoreline for as far as I can see.|
|Every layer of perspective caught.|
|The brightness makes us stay our ground.|
|As the clouds move back toward|
us we received a few sprinkles.
|A Cheese Shop Sandwich devoured under a beach towel tent.|
|Ready to pack it up.|
|Hats off to the cloud formations.|
|Parading along the shoreline.|
|We were the only ones left on the beach.|