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More Beachy Inspirations

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Santa Claus Has Come to Town

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Beach Decor Redux

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More Beachy Decor

Outside the Red Door the big storms seem to be over.  I thought I’d be building an ark there for a while.  Huge waves, gusty winds, and lots of rain for too many days.  If you’re longing for warm sun and gentle breezes, here are some little bits of the ocean to bring inside.

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Surf’s Up

The latest Pacific storm is supposed to show up in my neighborhood tomorrow or Friday.  It makes for some great waves today.  Warm temperatures and beautiful clear sunsets to enjoy for the moment.pc050007.jpg

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More beach decor

home_wreath_seashell.jpgHere are some more beachy decor pictures I have saved.  For those of you turning on the heat, raking leaves, and getting ready for snow, these pictures should warm you up just a bit.   A touch of the beach works anywhere.  The clean blues, creams, whites, and natural elements always refresh my soul.

Here is a favorite ocean quote as an added gift…

“Sponges grow in the ocean.  That just kills me.  I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be if that didn’t happen.”  Steven Wright

 

 

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Autumn Sunset

Here’s the sunset as seen from my Red Door.  There is not much better than sitting and sipping a good port whileaugustsunset.jpg watching the sun go down.  The incomparable salmon pinks and dusky blues against the trees and the waves.  Add a Chopin nocturne for good measure and the scene is complete.  Sometimes the view is so amazing that I can’t believe what I am seeing.  It is much like the first time I saw the Grand Canyon.  I remember my children saying that it just couldn’t be real, but, of course, it is.  How lovely.

 

The setting sun, and music at the close,
  As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,
    Writ in remembrance more than things long past.
                             Shakespeare-The Tragedy of King Richard the Second