Red Room Where the Writers Are

For most of the  past week my mother sat on the front porch in a rocker and stared out at her beloved ocean.  She said "beautiful" a lot.  Last year's word was "gorgeous." 

I've always had what I, at least, consider a special relationship with the sea. It's very near where I was born (in Santa Cruz, California), and where I go whenever I seek rest and renewal.

The best part about RedRoom so far (in addition to the fact that it's so easy to add photos to my site), is the ease of access to other writers: my heroes and heroines, along with new acquaintances