As it has been a while since I have walked on the beach, thanks to the prompt this week from Denise of Girlie On The Edge's Blog who is the host of the Six Sentence Stories blog hop, I get a chance to venture there with via my mind and keyboard. Though technically it is more ramblings, rather than a story, perhaps it will prompt you to do some musing. It is a relaxing adventure. This post is being linked to Six Sentence Stories - Ocean.
|Low tide at the beach|
At morn as the tide first rushes in and then out, I’m stirred to wakefulness.
Ready to explore the bounty of the seashore at low tide, I venture forth with eyes cast down not wanting to miss a single treasure below me.
Rough barnacles, shimmering jellyfish, starfish grasping to the sides of large rocks revealed by the receding waters, sand dollars, clam shells, glistening agates, and masses of colorful seaweed strung over and around soggy driftwood guide my path hither and yon.
Gulls, sandpipers, and dowitchers leave their impressions upon the waterlogged sand, imprints soon to be erased as the ocean reclaims its space.
The lingering smells clinging to my clothes after exploring the beach, are ones that take me back to where I had been.
My ocean and the images, smells, and sounds that are part of its world soothe my mind at eventide and permeate my space bringing with it peaceful slumber.