We have a sign in our family room that states: Beach your children well
That is how I feel about the beach. The beach we are staying at is Indian Rocks Beach on the Gulf Coast of Florida (do not call it the ocean-it is the gulf!-big diff down here!)
Soft sand. Small waves. Bathwater warm...mmmm. Open the porch door and smell it? Mmmm...sunsets and lacrosse on the beach. Sandcastles and half naked babies romping in the surf. Fishing and collecting sand crabs. Laughing with new friends, holding hands with old, beloved ones...soulmates.
Even when it rains, it's magical at the beach. The rain makes soft litle indentations in the sand...plop, plop, plop. Running in the rain, mouths open for rain drops, and small beautiful souls open for the world. Open for love, open for the beach.
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