St Petersburg, Florida

Yes, the sky was this blue, the sand this white and the clear blue water, pristine. You would dive and swim like a mermaid, run free like a crab, fly over like a bird, breathe fresh air endlessly, immerse yourself into the abyss of serenity, the endless frisky breeze and the effervescent sound of the wind. Sunglasses on, you would lay on the ornate groovy beach towel, smile and temporarily forget that nothing else mattered. Just amazing and complete utter stillness of the zen type. St Petersburg, the west coast of Florida.