Some time at the isle is for the otiose self to absorb sun while sprawled on the sand, but other times are for stepping into water’s world and exploring both what is slight and what is grand.

Encounters with whole sand dollars and corked bottles tempt a turn to role as a nimmer; alive is left untouched whereas pockets home any catches that glimmer.

Tides appear friendly and playful under current moon’s phase, so while pagans enjoy their esbats, the choice here is for wrinkly-toes ways.

Scaling a cordillera gifts views of magnificent expanse at a heavenly height; keeping cool in nature’s pool leaves the spirit feeling refreshed, calm, and bright. : )

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