life in beaufort is sometimes difficult in ways you might not think....
but as i rode my bike home from the studio last night, the smell of jasmine, spiraling softly though the cool evening, i am reminded why i love it here. the moon reached full at 7:09 a.m. yesterday. the tide was so high it was nearly spilling into the streets. and i feel blessed that this is my commute from shutting down the kiln. the man in the moon makes taylor's sparkle and dance and it takes my breath away.
