24x30 acrylic on canvas
Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean, there is a shark sporting Armani frames…
A couple years back we took our bi-annual trip to Florida and wound up at a secluded beach thirty minutes north of Daytona. A great day, with big clouds and good sized waves. Just us; my husband, the kids and I, having the time of our lives. We were there for several hours, and just as I started to pack up our things, Scott and the little ones turned to walk out of the sea when a large wave roared up from behind and knocked them down. Scott lost his glasses during the spill, and was legally blind for a day or two, until we could purchase an over-priced replacement at an eye doctor in the Orlando Mall.
I can almost laugh about it now. Almost.
The next year we were at the same beach. Another perfect day. Scott didn’t wear his glasses in the water this time, but during the two-hour drive home to our place in central Florida, we drove through one of the worst torrential downpours in state history…with stretches of highway under a foot of water, zero visibility, cars piling up alongside the road.
The next time we go to Florida, we’re going to try a different beach.
We can see things a little more clearly now.
