Michael? Who is Michael?

   What was a disaster for the Florida Panhandle, turned out to be a non-event here in the Golden Isles.

   When a storm heads our way out of the Atlantic, we say, "Just wait it will hit the Gulf Stream 60 miles from shore and turn north".

   Or if it, like this time, comes at us out of the Gulf of Mexico, our retort is, "Just wait and see where the winds take it. Off to the west sometimes, or at least north of us to the Carolinas".

   So Michael struck north into Florida and then turned east and passed us to the north.

   Our morning, today, the day we were supposed to get rain and wind, appeared like this on the beach.

   Soft Colors at the outset.

   A family enjoying the color of the sky and the warm water of the ocean.

   The wind pushing the sand north, and sandblasting my ankles in the process.

   The roar of the waves in the inlet.

   We hate it that someone was in the path and had to suffer the effects of this big storm, but are thankful that it was not here.