
The sunrise hurt as I moved closer. Spying a jeweled dragonfly, a living brooch, I crept the boardwalk into my globe.

Not a snow globe, but a sand globe, whirling with cawing seagulls and cliquish pelicans. A grey blur whizzed past my feet in the shallows and I stared into the viewmaster of the sea. I smelled memories in the air and felt the blanket of the heavy summer drape over my skin. I busily attempted nothing and actively saw everything.

My mind quietened and I motionlessly drew closer to my Creator.


Incredible writing. I love the “smelled memories”
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Beautiful!
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Gorgeous pictures!! I can hear the waves and feel the sun through your words! 😘😘❤️👭
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