Sometimes you just need to get away.
Sometimes you can make it happen.
Sometimes is ‘more often’ (if your lucky).
But, I don’t believe in luck.
I believe in committing to doing the hard work of living well, and recognizing opportunity when it comes a knockin’.
And sometimes it knocks you right into translucent pink shells, and sugar sand, and a turquoise so clear that you can see the belly of the beast as it naps on the sea floor.
found on the beach
|This is a pile of empty conch shells.
The meat found inside is a staple food
on Grand Bahama
|The beautiful beach at the end of
Deep Water Cay,
|Just another gorgeous beach in
Deep Water Cay
|The dock at Deep Water Cay
(a private sports fishermen resort)
at the tail end of
Grand Bahama Island
|I’d like to tell you these goats are pets-
but I’d be lying.