A long drive,
A full parking lot. We drive round and round,
As we walk over the dunes, colorful umbrellas line the beach as far as the eye can see.
Hot sand. Sizzling toes. Cool water.
Children running, shouting. Parents calling after them.
The smells of the ocean, suntan lotion, and an occasional whiff of cigarette smoke.
I walk down the beach to get past all the people.
The pelicans are feasting in the distance.
Tired from a long walk. Sunburned. Read. Snooze.
Wild ponies in the parking lot as we are leaving.
Our dinner establishment.
Stop for Eastern shore produce on the way home. A giant watermelon. Freshly picked corn.
The sun sets on a wonderful day as we cross the bridge back to reality.
I have been to the ocean. I am refreshed and rejuvenated.
I am counting my blessings.