As I was jogging by the beach, I tried to capture (with my I-Phone cam.) the ethereal essence of Padre Island this time of year.
Summer is but an ember in December. Quiet and contemplative, the coast re-creates itself. Seaside serenity sets in.
I couldn’t help it, but I kept thinking of the Don Henley song of the Boys of Summer . Actually, this time of year is a beautiful time at the beach.