Tuesday, August 21, 2007

One of my favourite sights when I get to the beach

One of my favourite sights, one of the ones that tell me that, yes, we are finally at the beach, and it is time to unwind, is the sea oats. Something about the insouciant way they toss in the wind, or sway in a gentle breeze, and the fact that we are urged to cherish them, makes me know that I am there.

And today, it brings back the memory: I can smell the sea, taste the salt in my mind.

Yours, in reverie,

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