Thursday, April 26, 2012

Love letter to Sarasota.

Some days are desk days: Eight hours in front of the computer, answering the occasional phone call, responding to email, getting up only for lunch or to take a lap around the office.

Some days are meeting days: Meetings in the conference room under fluorescent lights, meetings spent cradling the phone between ear and shoulder, meetings held while clutching oversize cups of coffee at Starbucks or a local cafe.

And some days are only-in-Sarasota days: Days when the sun shines so brightly, when the sky is such a brilliant shade of blue, and when the air is so crisp and springlike that you can't help pulling over (after a meeting, of course, this one on the very south end of Siesta Key), taking off your shoes, and dipping your toes into sand that looks almost glittery and a Gulf of Mexico that is such a beautiful shade of aquamarine that it almost looks fake.

Yesterday was one of those days.

(Dear Sarasota: Sometimes I love you so much it hurts.)

Happy Thursday, friends.

Photo: my own. Yes, my feet really are that white.


  1. You are so lucky to live there - it really is a beautiful place! Glad you enjoy it :)

  2. It sounds like you live in the right place, Megs! xoxo

  3. I love it too! But that doesn't look like our sand. Where was the photo taken?

    1. Hi Lee! It was taken at Turtle Beach; I used the VSCO app to process it and snapped this photo right as the tide was coming in (so the sand was wet and not sugar-white like usual!).