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yesterday i walked down the beach just before sunset. the sea islands rest on the horizon: Deer Island, Ship Island, Horn Island. before the storm, you'd see shrimp trawlers out criss-crossing the Gulf, but now they are very rare. there's one up by the Fort Bayou bridge, a wreck in the marsh, blue nets all tangled in its rigging.

( writing from the ocean... )

...a small thought: i'm tempted to take some of these bits of cobalt-blue glass and make something simple from it, a reminder. if any of you more jewelry-making-skilled people are interested, let me know. *laugh* the glass is nothing special, not yet very sand-worn, but it catches my mind.