Each day we would go out into the world and she would scatte..
Added 2021-05-03 00:24:34 +0000 UTCEach day we would go out into the world and she would scatter the world in colours I'd long since lost. The course sands and unyielding sun of the beach became awash with soft yellow sweeps of sand cradling shells of stone white, coral pink, and speckled so intricately that I found myself to lost in the depth of colours that I was shocked to look up and see deep blue on the horizon kissing the softest blue, transfixed is waves peaked and crashed, tumbling foam and surfers, spraying a mist of salt into the air.
