Wandering in White
Let's go to the beach...
It was a quiet Wednesday morning as my mom and I gathered our things and started loading the car. I was so excited to finally show her the most beautiful, most magical spot I discovered along The Coast.
Shark Fin Cove.
We headed out early when the fog was still rolling in over the hills, making a blanket of soft white. The world was still waking up as we set for the road, making the drive incredibly peaceful and enjoyable every single bit of the way.
I treasured our hour-long drive. It was just the sea breeze, my mom, and me. The waves were calmly crashing against the shore to our right and cows were grazing the landscape to our left.
We finally arrived to my favorite spot. I can't tell you how beautiful it is to be surrounded by an abundance of wild flowers, the ocean, unique rock formations, the salty air, birds of all kinds, butterflies and dragonflies, and the welcoming sand.
I felt like a wildflower princess as I wandered through untouched flora in my beautiful, white dress. This is my happy place. This is where I'm meant to be. This is where I belong.