The ebb and flow of the sea–and life
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The ebb and flow of the sea–and life

The late afternoon sun was about to set behind the mountains–can you see the shadows? But as I stood there watching, the surf on this rocky coast near Monterey, California had its own agenda. Endlessly the water attacked the rocks, foaming, rushing, churning. I love experiencing the ocean. It allows me to be still near…

Book Review: Dawn McKenna – Forgotten Coast Florida Mystery Series
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Book Review: Dawn McKenna – Forgotten Coast Florida Mystery Series

Because I write mysteries that strongly identify with place, I am on the alert for other authors that do the same thing. The best I’ve found recently is the author of the Forgotten Coast Florida Suspense Series. I’d like to give a shout-out to Dawn McKenna! For example, here is a selection from the beginning…

Sitting by the dock of the bay
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Sitting by the dock of the bay

I arose early, seeking to experience the dock in the solitude of a Sunday morning. Later, there would be boats moored to each side, and fisherman throwing out a line, and honeymooning couples strolling arm-in-arm along its length. But for now it was quiet, content, satisfied in just being. Sometimes we feel like a dock,…

Nourishment and destruction
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Nourishment and destruction

It was low tide on a sunny day, and we ventured far out on the rocks, searching the life left by the waves. Hidden in the cracks, just visible here, we found thousands of tiny white mussels, fed by the surging waves that were channeled into the crevices between the granite boulders. How did these…