A few nights ago, it may have been the day the current shifted and began taking the seaweed away from Siesta’s Crescent Beach rather than bringing it in, anyway we saw these formations of shape and color in the western sky.
I wonder what you see here.
I wonder how you would describe what you see.
Let us know.
Do you see what I see?
Sure . . . but not really because you see through the lens of your eyes as colored by your life story.
We’d love to read your words.