The scene through my living room window is quite deceiving. Bright and sunny blue skies. Not unusual for Florida. The mercury is reporting 50 degrees, down a few degrees in a mere hour's time. The tall palms are swaying this way and that way with a sustained gust out of the deep north. The 'feel like' temperature is now flirting with 40 degrees. Fortunately, I wasn't planning a visit to the beach today. Yet, I have this urge to see the naked white sand, as I know there isn't a soul strolling on a morning walk. The chop in the Gulf was rocking yesterday and is likely tearing at the shoreline with it's salty teeth today. A wet suit or two may have found the adventurous thrill seeker to scale the waves. Weather has the power to attract or to deter. I feel like I've been caught in the tractor beam of the Death Star. This force is drawing me into a powerful environment. Camera in hand, I'm ready to start shooting, capturing the elements of Mother Nature being her bad self.
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