Would you like to enjoy a quick visit to my beach? Well, sit back and block out the next 48 seconds and pretend you are standing next to me on the boardwalk gazing at the expanse of sand and water.
We’ll just make a quick stop at the beach this time. But there’ll be more virtual beach visits to come. Now that the little Canon Elph is in my pocket, you too can come to the beach with me.
I can always use a few more friends who love the beach like I do. If we can’t sit side-by-side in our chairs and chat about whatever will clear our souls, or just nothing at all… this is the next best thing: beach lovers or just people who like to see what other parts of the world look like. Let me know what you’d like to see and I’ll try to oblige. Our shoreline is not magnificent, rather ours is a neighborhood beach, occupied by homes of varying size and means. It’s an eclectic community comprised of locals, and transplants like me, who came to this little corner of the world, and fell in love with its quiet charm. This community is a treasure to most of us who live here. We appreciate the residential character of this coast, in contrast to the aggressive development of some coastal communities which squeeze out the average individual or family from living within walking distance of the beach.
People enjoy their beach in any number of ways: biking, jogging, dog-walking, surfing, swimming, boogie and skim boarding. People might walk alone to simply meander along the surf’s edge, looking for shark’s teeth. They might head out with a friend or small group to encourage each other as they move their bodies for fitness’ sake, or just to connect for a few minutes before returning to the obligations of life that pull at us all.
Some people prefer solitude. To take their chair and their book and lose themselves from the rhythms of their households and escape for a few hours. Breathing in the salt air, perhaps falling asleep.
But this 48 second video clip reveals an empty beach, taken mid-week just before the sun set. A lovely time of day to come out and take a few minutes to appreciate my life in Atlantic Beach, Florida:
(A note for reader Just Moos: I cannot leave a comment on your blog. It appears there is some barrier to it when I click on the ‘comments’ section; it won’t allow me to write text. I’d like you to know I’m visiting, and there’s a comment I wanted to leave…)
I love your beach, Jeanne! I love that funny little motel down the road from your place. Trying to convince Aunt Elaine to have a try at it with me sometime. Then we can see you all also, of course. Margaret just told me about your blog. You way with words is awesome-I did read the one your wrote about your Father. Right on–complete with "Get that F_)(*& camera" out of my face. Then he gives you one for your birthday–go figure. Cheers! Love to everyone, 'Auntie'
Hi Jeanne. Strange you can’t leave a message. I just tried myself and it works. So I have no clue what is going wrong.
Just watched the little movie of your beach. I must say: it looks like the coast in the Netherlands. I am very surprised!
We are on a holiday trip there so I will make pictures of it to show you! At the moment it rains but hopefully it will get better in the afternoon. Then we can go for a walk with all of us and Moos.
Have a nice day! X
Beautiful! When I need to slow down the wheels of my mind to relax, I imagine I’m laying in a hammock, listening to the waves and the leaves rustling in the trees above me. I crave digging my toes in the sand!