Shell number two appeared in the wet sand without its mate. It reminded me of the sadness of separation. Bonds can break, but love endures. Ocean Whisper : Separated from its [...]
Here is the first Daily Shell from the shoreline of Ocean City, NJ. Firsts are special. Our lives have a collection of firsts. We remember firsts forever. Ocean Whisper: [...]
A shell shouted to me from the sand. The volume of my whispers could not be turned down. Since that unforgettable autumn day in 1976, when the message- this is the man you are going to [...]
