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“There are no Strangers, here; only Friends you haven’t met yet.”

-William Butler Yeats 

I ambled along in November afternoon, the murmur and chatter of the crowd mingling with the cool, easy wind. Booths sprawled before me, art glittering in shards of lemon light. I came upon the words, “Sunrise Greeting Cards” and found myself amongst a glossy scene of flitting photos pinned up in a glorious display of majestic beach sunrises. Lissome slate-blue shadows of oaks and palms filtered through the white, billowing sides of the inviting tent. And then a friendly voice, rife with jubilance and bonhomie, beckoned me. Sue, the sapphire-eyed, winsome photographer invited me to take a more intimate look at her passionate captures.

“It all began with a photo-a-day e-mail list. I thought, ‘why not share some of this incredible beauty we get to see every day here in Florida with some of my Northern friends?’ It just spread from there,” she said smilingly, photo-cards of glorious pastel and neon sunrises, and gamboling sea, scintillating all around us.

“I just want to share the beauty with as many people as I can!” she exclaimed.

A life-sentiment I could not help but profoundly admire- not only to share captures of our daily splendor here, but also to share beauty of Spirit and Passion; and to ignite and inspire such in others- such was my encounter with wonderful beach photographer with the lilting name of Sue Dafoe. Aye, she certainly inspired me as I tottled away in my typical ibis-fashion, and continued down the path of tents, that brilliant November afternoon.

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” 

-Jack Kerouac 

Event was the Annual Gleason Park Arts and Crafts Show, in Indian Harbour Beach, Florida.

Ebullient cheers,

Autumn Jade