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End of October.
We just watched the 1st anniversary of Wilma go by quietly. I'm sure everyone tuned into the tropical report, just to make sure.

The beaches are empty. They belong to me, for now. No one to pull their chair over closely to me... I can sit on my cell phone and talk all afternoon, sitting by the tide line. I can write my name in the sand, with my toe. I can sit and take endless photo's of the sea gulls, invading my space... begging for my frito's.

Over to my left, are other's just like me... right up to the tide line, low tide, enjoying the solitude of the beach.


The clouds are beautiful this time of year. Lots of colors.
And I can remember why I love every day.