The line of shoes left at the dune fence
Sun streaks in your hair
Ghost crabs
Sun-kissed shoulders
Halter tops
Floating docks
When the wind shifts direction
Lavender-infused lemonade
Digging your toes into the sand
The cries of gulls
Orienting your towel to the sun
Sanderlings!
Stopping for black raspberry ice cream on the drive home
Wrap-around porches
Polka-dot bikinis
Your chair at the low tide mark with waves lapping at your ankles
A baby in a white floppy hat meeting the ocean for the first time
The smell of Coppertone
Skeeball
A little pool of water in your belly button
Wading through a sun-warmed tidal pool
The shapes of clouds
Painted toenails
Sandcastles
This made me smile.
GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was a life guard on the beaches of Lake Michigan for 3 summers – what a racket!!! :<)
Seashells! (Oh, wait, they rake our NJ beaches in the summer…)
*lol* Suffering from cabin fever and an excess of winter, are we?
Wonderful post, thank you.
This made me smile and brought back some nice memories. Thanks Laura!
Sanderlings! 🙂
I’m so glad you don’t take the beach for granted…I’d hafta smack you.
Amen!
MevetS: Good!
Rabbit’s Guy: Girls… of course!
😉
Cape May Wren: I am, yeah!
BTW… I’m pretty sure we know each other… met in another life, as a matter of fact…. could that be?
You were on the Birder’s Forum on Nature.Net ages ago, right?
Dave: My pleasure!
Susan: I’d want you to smack me if I did!
Kathie: Yep!