Early…early…morning and
the vast expanse of the horizon lies before me. I observe
this, from my beach chair, set back from the water about one
hundred yards, as the tide recedes with each lap of the
wave.
The air smells clean and
fresh, I breathe deeply many times over. The ocean is
reflecting a dismal gray from an overcast sky. Now and then
the sun breaks through, sending its light to reflect, like
sparkling jewels, on a small patch of ocean to my right.
A
web-footed sea gull walks about on the wet sand, looking for
small morsels to feed on and soon takes flight, skimming
over the water. Sharp jagged pieces of broken shells lie
about and small smooth sand pebbles, which have been washed
by the tides year after year. A commercial flight overhead
breaks the silence and within minutes fades in the clouds.
Coming on to the beach, a group of twenty five lifeguards,
each carrying a life buoy, which is tethered to their ankle,
begin their morning work out, keeping a close formation, the
group in unison jog about twenty five yards and return.
Next, they dive in the ocean for an invigorating cool swim
and keeping a tight unit, jog back to their assigned post.
The warmth of the sun can now be felt with each cloud
dispersing into a blue sky. More humankind begin to appear
and soon invade my space and view. That serene quiet time is
slowly fading, as happy youngsters run toward the water. I
have enjoyed my two hours, after a long walk, I leave the
beach refreshed. Try it, but make it early. |
