Red and white beach umbrellas dot the beach.
The sweetness refreshes my heart.
The Shelborne Hotel peeps nearby.
Emerging like a page from my coloring book.
Forecasters called for rain.
Clouds give way to a burst of sunlight.
A pleasant breeze cools the heat.
Fond and sad memories of beach days gone-by.
Tears and laughter.
Like now, a mixture of clouds and sunshine.
… “The LORD has His way in the whirlwind and the storm. The clouds are the dust of His feet.”