I hope this letter finds you well.

There is such beauty in recognizing how change is the only constant in life.

The tide pulls away creating bands of blue rivers which striate the shoreline. The sand, firm under foot, shimmers with a water glaze. This is where the sail boat waits quietly like a statue, to share its history. A statue that tells different stories when the tide returns to lift its heavy body, sails

unfurled, to then move elegantly across the ocean.

Then origin of this image is from one of my adventures with Issy during her summer break. As a sailor she drew my attention to this delicate vessel at rest during low tide.

Where is your attention right now?