July 9, 2007
The Sand Lot
I've always loved the way the sand felt between my toes. As a child when I would go to the beachI would dig my feet all the way down in the sand so I could really feel the sand. In fact there are times when I still do it, but usually when there is no one else around. And I also love that feeling you get when the waves hit your feet. I always used to love that feeling when the wave first hits. You know how you jump because the water is so cold. There's something about the water and the sand, I've always loved the water and the sand. To me they were the perfect pair. As a child I would play in the water, then run to play in the sand building a sandcastle or whaterver. I'd love the way the sand would feel on my skin, of course until it dried. So I would go in the water to wash it off. I would run back and forth like this all day, to me it was loads of fun. Each time I would run from the water to play in the sand, well more would stick. Needless to say by the end of the day I was quite the mess. My Mom would always complain I was such a pain in the neck to clean up after. I know what's the point of this long story. True it's partially a walk down memory lane. But it's also a reflection upon the beauty of the sand and the sea. How beauiful a pair they are. Maybe it's just me, but I've always thought of them as the perfect match. It could be just because I've always thought the beach was the perfect place to spend a beautiful afternoon. And could you imagine a beach without the sand and the water together. If you ask me that wouldn't be very perfect at all.
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