It’s April, and the air still hurts my face. But I didn’t let that stop me from a pleasant walk on Burlington Beach. (Yes, it’s true. I – detester of most winter things – have actually become a fan of winter beach walks. What next? Winged pigs?)
When I arrived, the sun was glinting warmly on the water, and by the time I left, the clouds had overtaken the sky, leaving a dull, flat light. I liked this shot – converted to black and white for some extra drama – because the clouds seem to be pulled in by the barge in the distance. Plus… doesn’t that top-most cloud look like a bird in flight?!
I’ll share a couple more pictures from my chilly beach wanderings in the coming days. Hey – word on the street is that the temperature might rise to double digits at the end of the week (!!!). My face – pale, cracked and frozen – cannot wait.
I stopped by a grocery store – not my usual one – for a bag of milk.
On the way to the checkout, I passed the floral department.
I came out of the grocery store with a bag of milk, a potted daisy, and that fuzzy, warm feeling of awe and gratitude that arrives when one witnesses something small but extraordinary.
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