januar 2015

Weekends forever

Maybe it is the memories,
the change of pace that brings us there.

The sense of vacation.
Maybe the smell of the place,
the sights of the gulls, the dunes, the grasses.

But oh it is the feel of it,
the crunch and slide of it,
the feeling of beach sand.

So different from dirt, soil, loam.
No, not earthy, moist, rich,
but oh so granular and gritty.

Even when wet.
Moveable paper spreading under toes,
sliding beneath the soles
smoothing my skin,
clearing my mind,
unburdening me of the rest.
Drawing me to the tactile, the feel
of beach sand.

- Raymond A. Foss

Have a great weekend!

Cast Away

Already missing the endless beaches of Bahamas.

Thefeeling of sand under my feet and the wind against my skin.

Having time to read that book, relax and just let my mind go.

Bahamas, well meet again <3

Top: American Apparel
Bikini bottom: Calzedonia