Vacation was nice. A welcomed retreat from reality that I could have stayed with. So if anyone agrees that I should be living in a small home with a nice sitting room to talk/advice patrons on their spiritual walk somewhere along the Carolina coast let me know you believe also...
The air was so fresh and clean. The sound of the surf was mesmerizing. The warmth of the sun was so good on my bones. I fell in love with Southport, NC. With the exception of the obvious lack of a melting pot. Unlike the north where one can see all of God's mankind in just about every city. The joy of bringing different cultures and/or belief systems together is something that energizes me.
The trees of this port town are phenomenal. I have always loved drawing trees and I have finally found the ones that I draw. A Southern Oak. I need to do more research and study my photos, yet as I looked at these gorgeous gods and goddesses I could see every tree I had ever drawn. I am still in awe as I recall their majesty and the town was full of them. One honored tree is estimated at 800 years old. It is the focal point in a small sitting park. I am already longing to return to this small coastal town to share in its joy of life.
Namaste
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