If you’ve been following my posts, you know that I have been waiting (impatiently) for the snow to melt. I have been itching to go to the beach, but until this week there was so much ice and snow that it wouldn’t have been safe, let alone enjoyable.
The snow is not completely gone, but the beach is finally accessible.
I took a drive to my favourite spot for collecting sea glass, and spent more than two hours wandering the shoreline.
It was bliss.
I was the only person on the beach, with the salt breeze and the rushing water as company. The tide was out and the sea glass was plentiful.
The only difficulty was leaving.
Sometimes, one outing provides for many memorable moments…
A fall day so warm the afternoon was spent at the beach.
One of the fish my children tearfully rescued from the sand bars.
A pretty patterned crab in the shallow water.
My children at play.
Being able to walk barefoot on the sandbars in October – this is a gift.
In an effort to support our area and provide healthy, organic food to our children, we have begun buying our meat and fish from local vendors.
We follow our beautiful shoreline to a fish market, and drive along rural roads to a farm.
We feel better about shopping and eating this way.
And the scenery is just a bonus: The tides and tempers of the bay and the fields and flowers of the land.
The tide was out when we arrived at the beach.
Sand bars like smooth islands shone in the sunlight, speckled by seagulls and seashells. The water was a mirror for the shoreline.
It was morning and the beach was almost empty, so few footprints interrupted the patterns made by the tide. Ripples, salt lines, pebbles, and snail trails embellished the sand.
The sea makes its own art.