This is the last morning in Destin, Florida.
My health is back, and all is well with the world.
We were the first on the beach, as you can tell from the tide etchings and no footprints. Actually : I took the picture, but it is God’s palette.
The Sun is not quite done introducing the day.
There is no Creator. There is no plan for the universe. It’s all just some accident that can’t be explained, and totally without meaning or purpose.
Well ye who say this: you’re right about one thing. It can’t be explained.
This picture can’t even be explained, yet it is as real as your eyes that gaze upon it.
It’s a sunrise in Destin.