9.19.2011
5.09.2011
My friend, the moon
I wandered the beach on Sunday evening.
The water was like a silver velvet blanket creeping onto the shore. Oddly, it reminded me of Harry Potter’s invisibility cloak, with its thick luxurious waves rolling up onto the sand. And, like the cloak, it hides who-knows-what beneath, and is at times both reflective of mysterious moonlight and transparent to what is hidden below.
Wandering to – I gazed out at the breadth of the horizon, dodged fishing lines, picked up one perfect juvenile conch shell.
Wandering fro – I looked ahead, but down at the water at my feet, as I often do; I kept seeing something out of the corner of my eye, and turning around to try and catch the fleeting object in my sight. I must have look paranoid, as if I thought someone was following me. And then I figured it out – the MOON was following me, perfectly reflecting its silver sliver in the veil of water just behind my right heel. The thought of the moon following me made me laugh a little. I tossed my hair back, breathed in the luxurious air, and peeked one more time to make sure my little lunar friend was still coming with me.
(I don’t have good photo to illustrate the quality of the water that night. But I don’t think any photo ever quite does that kind of night justice. You need the air moving around you, the salt in your nose, the sound of the tide, and the touch of the sand beneath your feet, with the water lapping at your ankles.)
9.15.2010
4.25.2010
Summery Sun Shining

1.10.2010
Chilly Day at the Beach!


Why I decided to go to the beach yesterday when it was 32 degrees and dropping, I don’t know. I think I am just reveling in the fact that we have a WINTER for once (when just a month ago I was hanging Christmas lights in shorts and a tank top)! But I do not envy all of you Northerners – I hope you are all staying warm!
I did have a lovely walk (all bundled up of course!). And the beach was covered in Atlantic Giant Cockles and so many other shells, plus some stray pieces of coral. It was a very pretty, quiet afternoon; few other souls ventured to the beach, but I was not the only crazy one out there!