Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea
I grew up seaside.
When I grew up enough to leave home,
I moved inward.
To a landlocked place
With hot, stuffy, still air.
Long weekends were spent in the car,
Sundays were full.
Salty air, gritty sand, and sunkissed skin.
I traveled farther.
I sought the sea.
A different people,
A different language,
Yet the restless peace of the waves was the same.
El Mar Cantábrico or the Gulf of Mexico.