Living across the street from the beach puts me at an up close and personal seat for nature’s stage. Some of the things I’ve come to enjoy but not take for granted, are as follows:

  • The crash of the waves from my bedroom window.
  • The blustery beach wind. I love opening my windows, letting it filter throughout the house.
  • The ability to look out from my deck in the morning and have a glimpse of the ocean.
  • The morning conversation of birds, chirping and singing away. There’s one Cardinal who I see every morning, I think it’s appropriate I start thinking of a nickname for the little red guy.

But, by far, the coolest benefit of living on the beach is to experience the calm before the storm. Now I’m no storm chaser, but there’s just something so captivating about being in that vulnerable moment before the storm envelops, the eerie calm, whistling wind, and the distant rumble of thunder on the horizon…

Martin and I like to run across to the beach with our cameras and try and get some cool shots. We haven’t had a good thunderstorm in awhile, but these are from the last one. Enjoy.

Down the ominous path...

Angry sea...

A feeling of humility washes over you; suddenly you’re so small, standing alone in front of nature, on a deserted beach…

Lonely lifeguard post...

I’m never at a lack for words when it comes to the power of nature. It can be so many things…beautiful, powerful, threatening, joyous, peaceful. Storm clouds, until next time…

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