Monday, May 23, 2011
One Beautiful Thing ~ twenty
That orange sherbet coloured stone, second from the top is currently residing in my left coat pocket until I am ready to make a wish and release it back to the sea.
I find, more often than not, I am drawn to the rocky beaches. While soft sand feels good under the toes, rocky beaches have other gifts to offer your senses. The expanse of shape and colour is a feast for the eyes.
And for the ears... when I walked across this beach, not only did I love the deep hollow sound echoing under my shoes, but if I listened carefully, with each step forward I could hear little crabs scurrying below the rocks as I unintentionally disturbed their hiding places. Who knew, waiting for high tide could be so dangerous?
This was a tiny crescent beach, tucked into a series of rocky cliffs. I have spent entire afternoons sitting on the edges of those cliffs, looking down on the beach from afar...but this time I wanted a closer look. It was well worth the descent.