Airbrushed Skies

Listening to James Taylor today while coming home from a trip to Appalachacola...sitting on the dock of the bay, sweet Caroline...watching the firey sun slowly melt into the horizon.

The colors of the sunset tonight were some of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen...especially against the backdrop of the Gulf.

I have lots that I want to write about from our trip...observations, analogies, dreams, memories.

While it’s not impossible for me

to write while here, I just can’t get down into the depths of want I think I want to reflect.

It will come...