Monday, July 19, 2010
Morning at the Beach
Layers of texture in horizontal lines. Incoming tide rolling over sand bars.
Wading to get to a sandy island. Then wading back again as the tide washed over the sand.
A perfect backdrop for my handsome husband.
Canada Geese breakfasting at the shore.
I think our breakfast was better than theirs.
We woke up Sunday morning with the brilliant idea of going to the beach for breakfast. The tide chart encouraged us to hurry. Granola, yogurt, blueberries and a thermos of hot tea were quickly assembled.
It's good to be spontaneous. Our feet caressed the sand. We talked. Blue sky and bluer ocean cleared the mind and filled our souls with beauty. What a loving God created all this for us to enjoy. I think breakfast on the beach will be repeated soon.
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