After a day at my desk, I went out around mid-afternoon to pick up a few groceries. On the way home, while sitting at a red light, I glanced over and noticed the tide was coming in, but there was still plenty of beach left.
And so, I rushed home, threw the perishables in the fridge and went to the beach.
Late afternoon sunlight slanted across the water. A few solitary walkers and sea gulls were the only other creatures there.
I walked, then stood for awhile in the shallow water, feeling the waves lap against my ankles. The tide encroached upon the sand, little by little. And I thought about summer's end, how I don't want it to leave, yet I know it's inevitable.
The beach has treasures year round. A perfect mussel shell. Rocks round and smooth. The vast ocean.
And a reminder that change is coming.