The Drive to Myrtle: Heading South
I love virtually everything about the beach. I love the constant crash of the waves. I love the soft grittiness of the sand between my toes. I love the salty warmth of the air, almost thick and heavy and full of saline moisture. I love the prickly heat of the sun, and the explosively colorful… Continue reading The Drive to Myrtle: Heading South
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