Solitude is something that has always come easily for me. For the most part, I’ve never minded being alone. The husband? Also an introvert. What a pair we make. It’s a hermits life for us! Our mutual love for solitude (is it solitude if we’re quietly together?) lends itself to a whole portfolio of photos of quiet beaches, quiet forests, quiet mountain trails.
One of the sweetest spots we experienced solitude on over the last year was, without a doubt, St. John. We went in the down season and, I swear, there were so very many times that it felt that we were the only ones on that island. Beautiful. Peaceful. Solitude.