Thursday, December 12, 2013
Last Evening On The Beach
My daughter took me along for a walk on the beach yesterday evening while she went for a surf. The waves were small, barely throwing any spray on the jetty.
It was that time of day when shadows grow long and light turns golden.
Brown pelicans were soaring above feathering waves and plunging for fish.
As we pulled onto the road for home, storm clouds were gathering in the east and the hills of our town were autumn toned.