What I learned on my summer vacation

  • The rhythms of ocean lapping over sand is a symphony to my soul.
  • Warm sand between my toes is a healing balm.
  • The color of the Caribbean ocean cannot be imitated or named adequately to express its beauty.
  • Fresh seafood is like whole other food group.
  • The stale, salty smell of ocean water drying on my skin would be my favorite Yankee candle scent.

Castaway Cay shells









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