There is a special time of day, when sitting on the beach, when the light turns the world bronze. The air cools but, the sand is still warm. I can still feel the cacophony of sounds from the crashing surf, the salty breeze, and the cries of seagulls searching out their last meal. The whole experience is a tangible memory I can recollect when I feel socked in by gray skies and the clouds of life. It brings a smile to my face.
