It’s been too long since I’ve walked in sand, but I did just that on Monday. And Tuesday. I’m in Florida for three book events (!), and my primary goal (other than the book events) is to accomplish some writing. So far I’ve done a decent job of it. I wrote lots of words for several hours while tropical storm Colin moved over. But then the rain stopped and the air felt fresh and clean and the clouds parted and, well, I headed to the beach.
Turns out, Laguna Beach is a hop, skip, and a jump from my cute little beach house.
Writing time or beach time?
It’s not every day I can hear the crashing surf and search for seashells and read a good book on the beach.
Who goes to the beach to write, anyway?
Of course, technically I was working. Reading is required for writers…
You never know when Gracie Lee might go to the beach.
I made some reader friends.
And some feathered friends.
It’s a pretty nice gig.
Gracie Lee was here…
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
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The Kooks, Seaside