yesterday morning it rained.
the kind of rain that soothed my soul but roughed up the ocean.
like a barroom brawl.
with scary deep voices in the background. and sucker punches.
left behind, was beyond beautiful. spectacular actually.
all any of us could do was just look.
the "girl time" was too short and as always, it takes me days to form the words that will try to describe our time together. but they will come, those words. and of course the photos will, too.