Saturday, May 09, 2009

our last morning


chickie huts....i have a serious love for them


a calm morning on the gulf


our hotel bathed in the glowing morning sun


these birds in flight make me calm and peaceful


chick, chickie huts.....i will miss you

i think someone slept on these the night before


goodbye my darlings....until next time i
sit beneath your sheltering umbrellas


our favorite restauraunt


the mermaid of marco island


beautiful flowers and colors in this tropical paradise


i think these were my favorite flower/plant
they were everywhere and so beautiful


our last morning on marco island was very bittersweet and sad. we woke up fairly early, 6am, so that we could pack up and take one last walk on the beautiful white sand beaches before we headed to orlando and the happiest place on earth. i will be honest and say that i could have cared less about the magic kingdom at that point. my soul longed to stay on the beach, to rest in the warm waters of the gulf. i truly had a hard time leaving. i did not want to go. i wanted to stay one more night, soaking in the presence of this place. instead i walked slowly along the shore, breathing in the warm, moist salty air. trying to store the memories. trying to hold each moment tight. i am fairly certain that i left part of myself there, but part of that beach will always be with me..............

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