high hopes in setting out to the beach for sunset tonight…only to be met with, like, monsoon rains when we got there.
making sweet lemonade from our otherwise lemon-ey circumstances, we decided to stay–found a make-shift cabana along with a super cool kid who basically gave the boys a free skim-boarding class. the rains died down a little, leaving this gorgeous periwinkle haze in the sky and a beach that belonged to nobody but us–beautiful and eery at the same time. cubby fell asleep in her little hooded sweatshirt and cuddled in the cabana with me until dark.
…and i am reminded, once again, as i look around at all the little lights from the big hotels on the beach that, while all the people inside are relishing in the beach’s beauty, they have to go home eventually. Me? Well, this place is mine…any time I want it.