Received some evocative winter shots of Sunshine Beach at sunset from Corey Wilkie last night and just had to share them. Presented on this cold MOONday morning with a bit of a mash up of wordage I found in my little art pad - something I wrote while staying at Corey's Sunshine Beach shack four winters back:
"My wife is asleep beside the fish.
with the air spray of an octopus.
made by Puffer's father.
with the broken fin.
I grab $5 out of her purse
and try and heave my ancient body
in the direction
of the Sunshine Beach bakery.
Yesterday was a three-marble-surf.