Monday my friend took me out to Little Talbot Island State Park where we wandered on a beach totally different from the beach at Mayport Naval Base.
Instead of a beach covered in shells crunching under foot there was a wide span of white sand stretching as far as the eye could see.
And hardly anyone was out there aside from a few people fishing from the shore.
We walked a long way. I kept noticing how the sand changed the further we went. The tide was out and the hard packed sand showed evidence of how the water had massaged the sand into fascinating shapes, then left it to bake in the Florida sun.
I kept taking pictures of the sand, thinking to myself…who does this? Who focuses on the sand and not the beautiful vistas?
And you’ve already seen beautiful beaches with turquoise water reflecting brilliant blue skies. I wanted you to see something different.
Next time you’re out on a beach somewhere look down and pay attention to what you see. There’s all sorts of color and patterns there, mostly taken for granted.
Interesting things live there too, like this ghost crab that we found far from his home on dry land where he would typically live.
We think a bird picked him up and dropped him out near the water. He was in rare fighting form, always facing us and waving his claws. I thought he looked a bit like a Lego robot myself.
Most of all we just walked and enjoyed the beauty of the water and the beauty of the sand and sun.
And we enjoyed the fact that we are retired and can spend a Monday afternoon doing nothing more than appreciating the world around us.
I hope you can all take a moment to do the same, no matter where you are.
And Katie-girl….I’ll be home soon.