traces of last summer
salty longings
sharp edges
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Listening to Katy Perry’s California Gurls has me remembering the beach and feeling fine, fresh and fierce. Hope you have a magical week!
17 thoughts on “Traces”
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I just adore everything I red here. Thank you, Brenda!
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Aw, thanks!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
I HAVE BEEN RATHER CRABBY LATELY—WHO NOTICED AND TOLD??? LOVE THIS PIC AND VERSE!
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LOL You need a beach vacation, my friend. 🙂
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At this time of year? Maybe an indoor sand pit—with assembled trains!
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That’ll work.
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Pleasant reminders of good moments in our past is a good thing. 🙂
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Thanks, Frank.
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Crab shell? Looks like one, minus the crab!
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Must be, but the poor crab was long gone when I got there.
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oh, i long for the warm and salty sea –
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Yes! Sandcastles, leaves rustling, waves splashing. I just can’t get behind ice and snow this year. Maybe next year… 🙂
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Sweet! 😎🥀
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Thanks, Dorna!
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Ah, the sharp, salty ache of beach nostalgia! Love this, Brenda!
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Thanks, Molly! I don’t miss sand in my suit. LOL
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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