Saturday, September 19, 2009

Sands Of Time

Standing at the top of the sandstone bluffs, we could see the incoming tide had left just enough sand for walking, so we made our way down the stairs and headed north.

My mom joins me once a week for an early morning two mile walk on the beach. She's skipped the past three weeks due to busyness. Her latest project was hosting and cooking for 48 chums and neighbors. She's 82. A sunny disposition and kind nature have served her well. She and my dad have been married 62 years. That's a picture of her, above.

With the tourists mostly away now, the bird population has increased. This flock of curlews hardly budged when we strolled by. They probably anticipate autumn as much as we do!

One more high tide and this makeshift hut will be just a memory.

It is written somewhere that there are more stars in the sky than there are grains of sand on all the beaches. That's a lot of stars.


steven said...

hi golden west, the sand picture is so beautiful!!!! the knowing of your mum - wow what a lady!!!!! lucky fortunate you! have a peaceful day. steven

Tracy said...

What a lovely walk...and so lovely to see your mom too. :o) Happy weekend, my friend ((HUGS))

Sweet Repose said...

You are so fortunate to be near the ocean, I believe it just invokes the goodness in people, to be aware of the powers and beauty of the Earth.

My Dad is 81 and still enjoys his adventures on his motorcycle and visits to the Mighty Mississippi River...wanna be just like my Dad when I grow peace!

Have a great Autumn peace!(no tourists)