For those of us who have grown up at the beach, beach walking in all sorts of weather is as natural as breathing but there are still those days that are so sparkly and wonderful that even the most jaded among us has to stop and catch our breath...
The ocean stretches into the horizon for as far as we can see and the sand is as clean and soft as anything we could imagine beneath our tired feet...
Gulls stand guard at the water's edge and waves that are neither gentle nor dramatic brush the shore...
The receding tide leaves rivulets of water behind like abstract brush strokes across the sandy canvas...
And the light off the water from the low autumn sun shines like diamonds all across the sea....
I walk the beach almost daily and I still can't get enough of it....
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