Missing the Atlantic.

I wake up in the mornings and really miss my morning walk to the bay to watch the sunrise. So much. The feeling of wet dew on the grass which turns into sand...then the boards which take you through the small dune to the bay...the light reflecting on the grasses, the chill in the air, and the quiet all around. It's a fleeting few moments, but treasured beyond words. I took this photo to remember the first thing my feet felt all summer around 5AM. I miss it so.