upon seeing

the ocean. It was dark, but all the more lovely. I couldn't wait to play in what I couldn't see all of- in what I will never see all of in one sight.

Heather and I sat in lawn chairs drinking our beers and listening to the water crash repeatedly on the sand. A lovely evening that started at the beach and ended at the beach. In fact, the water is more intense at night, when your eyes have adjusted and the sand is like a blanket beneath your feet. A few locals and some laughter is more than a welcoming gesture for my first night in Vero Beach. Ah. My vacation/weekend has begun...