North Carolinian Sojourn

Every gust og wind is memory of another more familiar coast, but with dunes that carry a smell of dill and asparagus and warm, kind sand - this will do fine.

There was never so much air and sky.

Seai has that ability to make you feel tired, content, as if you've take part in good exertion even if you did nothing.

It's what we need after the landlock.

Whe we were there the sun stripped the land to a keen neon and the water broke into white horses chasing the shoreline until only sparkling foam. And my sunglasses turned everything sepia. The coast has no age, it is full of time and journey.