Letters Home #20 💌
Writing from: Punta Cana, Dominican Republic
Dear Ones —
The water shimmered with a pale hue of turquoise, white sand beneath swirling as the waves moved to shore. The water seemed almost iridescent as it approached, showcasing various shades of blue, green and white. Cresting. Tumbling. Sweeping up sand, then retreating once more.
Another wave flattening on the shore, retreating back into the blue.
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