There is nothing quite like the power of God as seen through an incoming storm on the ocean. This week we planned on spending a few days in-between our two fall semesters down at the gulf, and of course there was a strong remnant of a hurricane from the Pacific on its way over right to our little spot. The ocean is even limited in our mind by as far as we can see, and only from the tiny little spot on the sand we can stand.  But it changes every day.  I have been to the Pacific, Atlantic, and of course the Gulf and it never looks the same, the ocean, even from our small perspective.  The surfers were quite thrilled to see the 35-40mph winds down there today, and I took a few shots of the local surfers.