Shells and shine...
The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land. The music stops, yet echoes on in sweet, soulful refrains. For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains...
The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul... Catch the sun, ride the waves, collect the seashells, walk in the sand, breathe the salt air...
And the wind whispers, don't be afraid, I am here, close your eyes, smell the salty air, let the spirit of the ocean move you, everything is as it should be...
She told the seashell her story, whispering every secret her memories held. Then she laid the seashell at the ocean's edge and watched the tide pick it up and carry it out to sea...
A little something of summer shells and shine... xoxo-Sonya
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