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.