It is a gray, foggy, cool day on the Northern California coast – which is not something to complain about; I generally love this weather, which invites tucking-in and cuddling up.
Still, Hawaii is close enough in my memory that I can’t help but miss those warm tropical breezes. The weather in Maui was exactly what I’d hoped for: inviting beach time and ocean joy.
What I didn’t expect was the variety of beaches we found. Sure, some were popular and others more isolated, but the range of beauty in each was more profound than I knew.
There was, of course, your standard screensaver beach, with palm trees and white sand; predictable perhaps, but not at all tired.
Truthfully, I loved each one for different reasons. I was in Maui, after all. I wonder which one you might choose, for a day in the sun, letting the world’s troubles fall from your shoulders as you listened to the ocean’s words.
It is a lovely thing to contemplate, really, on this autumnal day on the mainland. It’s nice to know that the warm ocean is calling, even from far away.