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The seaweed in pieces, like so many exploded balloons, in purplish reds, greens, white - as if some grand celebration had taken place the day before
The driftwood, scorched white by sun, scoured by sea until smooth
The sand fleas, disturbed, leaping into a million directions like small fireworks
The sky clear, with only the most elegant thin line of cloud, like a heron stretched in flight
The rocks on the shore, shaped like dark avocados, looking like wet sealskin
And the sun going down, so that suddenly the air is chilled with the loss of light and everyone turns to go home.
Read a great quote today by Ralph Waldo Emerson:
“What you are stands over you the while, and thunders so that I cannot hear what you say to the contrary”
It made me think, does my character come across to others without words? Do I say things to the contrary of who I am? I’m sure we all do but I’d like to always live with my words and action in line with one another.
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