Having been raised a military brat, it is the closest thing I have to calling home…the beach. It is where we were stationed the longest while in the United States, where I graduated high school, where I went to college and where I visit my parents now.
I guess every winter I get to feeling the need to be near it. Probably because it is so cold and gray here and I imagine warm salty air on my face, sand between my toes and killer sunsets.
So here is a little abstract beach town I created while dreaming.
A close up…
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