It is always warm even when it's cold. We have campfires, stews and tasty beer all chased with a round of laughter. Perfect nights as far as I'm concerned. The live oak trees have a pressence, one that seems to be greater than anything else at times, then the smell of salt cuts through the air. When you walk to the edge there are only variations of two colors in three elements: white and blue - sand, water and sky. Set within it all is a community that is quite a mixed-bag... it's fantastic, everything is unfamiliarly familiar. I've only scratched the surface and it's pretty thick so far.
