At the Beach

This weekend I got to stay at my aunt’s place in Galveston with my sister, aunt, and gramie. It was a great chance to spend time with family before I head out to Atlanta this week. I’ve been excited but also a little nervous about the fall. Walking along the empty beach in the evenings, God relaxed me. The moon was almost full and was the only light on our beach. The black water met the black sky and the waves and light conversation were the only noise. I loved it! Here are some pictures from the weekend.

If given a choice, I would choice the almost green waters of Galveston over the more sought after blue waters of Florida or Mexico. I love this side of the gulf. I grew up here.

Hurricane Ike hit Galveston almost two years ago. It was only a category two storm, but the amount and force at which the water hit the coast caused a lot of damage. When I was in Galveston last I could see how far the water came in the island by the line where the healthy tress met the dead trees. When you drove around you could see big orange Xs to mark the trees to be cut down. It was depressing. The island is starting to bounce back. Many businesses are back and there are new houses. Artists have come in and carved pieces out of the stumps of some of the dead trees. I think there are about 50 around the island. These two above were my favorite. Aren't they cool?