Life, theology & writing... Okay, some crabbing and moaning, too
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Dreaming of being at my parent's house, on the beach in Mexico. I love to sit on the patio overlooking the Pacific ocean. The seagulls wheel and screech overhead. Pelican squadrons skim the cresting waves, hunting for fish. Sometimes dolphins put on an impromptu production worthy of Sea World.