In the first week of every new my good friend Bonnie Pipkin and I go dip our feet in the Atlantic at Beach 92. Its a great tradition. I really can't say if it's an accurate forecast for the year ahead, but this year the trip was both cold and inspiring. Though it was FREEEZING and our toes were numb, the sun came out right when we got there and we sat in the sun for awhile after, remembering days of beach and glory.
All boots are off!
"Boy it sure is cold!" -Bones