Isn't this just the very picture of Peace. Quiet, no other people around (well except me sneakily photographing them), beautiful quiet ocean, even the sea birds were quiet, sun starting to set. Very Zen. Ahhhh And I do see all that. But I also see the sand. Lots and lots of sand. I think I swept up that same amount of sand in the house yesterday.
That's the thing nobody tells you about living at or near the beach. Sure, sure, everybody cautioned about summer humidity which was no big deal, we managed that. The warn about the bugs, but we only see them outside. They scare you talking about the alligators, and we haven't seen one yet...and are kind of disappointed about it. The tell you about the predominant elderly population and it turns out, it's kind of nice to be the youngsters on the block. All those warnings. Nobody mentioned that my house would become a sandbox.
It's not that I don't love being so close to the beach. I do, I do I do!!! And I go there at least once every day (so most of the sand in the house is probably my fault) but somehow I never put 2+2 together and came up with the endless sweeping. I don't mean to complain, it was just a surprise. And no matter how well you sweep, or how often you sweep, somehow, there is always more.
Totally worth it for evenings sitting on the beach, watching the water and waiting for the sun to go down. Peace.
Yup, this is me. Some people said, "Sam, you should write a Blog". "Well, there's a thought", I thought to myself. And so here it is.