Nothing could be lovelier than running across the Golden Gate Bridge in the middle of the fog.
I'm a really big surfer, and I have also been playing a ton of volleyball on the beach on the weekends.
I loved the sound of the ocean, the breaking surf, the vastness, but still didn't feel terribly comfortable in it.
I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought.
At the risk of sounding corny, the beach and the ocean are such a constant part of Los Angeles life, so that definitely seeps into our music.
When it blows here, even the seagulls walk.
The Mississippi coast is not like south Florida, but it always seems warm enough for sandals and short-sleeved shirts, except for now and then.
I'm a bit claustrophobic, I don't like crowds, I live by the sea - that's what I see when I come out of my house in Bridlington.
I love to cook, my husband and I collect wine, and in my head, I am always on Sullivan's Island, walking the beach listening to the song of the ocean.
