Sunsets were spectacular. Long walks on a deserted beach are something of cliche but, after doing so every night, it was easy to understand why.
The tree jutting out into the ocean remained a source of photographic fascination. The winds permanently altered its shape and lean.
The steps down to the water saw a lot of tertian foot traffic.
Close-ups of shells on the beach are an always productive option. John The, the other heavy-duty photographer in the class and I seemed to take photos of the same shells at different times.
Time to drink more hot tea.
+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD