Stranger on the Shore
It's over 90 in Portland today, but my favorite beach had only a few people sharing space. A pair of ospreys flew overhead, but I hadn't brought any long glass--too hot for that, too hot for working hard at anything.
Just a good day to walk through the shallow water, wear your sunscreen, plop that farmer's straw hat on your head, and watch the sailboat races.
I love the smell of sunscreen in the afternoon, the sound of dogs playing in the pools, the feeling of a breeze lifting the heat from you body as the sweat evaporates from your skin. The only thing moving fast are the little fingerling fishes darting through the warm, shallow water.
Some Travel channel will undoubtedly be doing "the Top Twenty Beaches of the World", and they'll feature St. Tropez, Lanikai, Phi Phi Island, Martinique--my little sand spit won't even make the cull list.
Of course, that's the way it should be, Huckleberry. And if you know where I'm talking about, please keep it to yourself--
Stranger on the Shore
It's over 90 in Portland today, but my favorite beach had only a few people sharing space. A pair of ospreys flew overhead, but I hadn't brought any long glass--too hot for that, too hot for working hard at anything.
Just a good day to walk through the shallow water, wear your sunscreen, plop that farmer's straw hat on your head, and watch the sailboat races.
I love the smell of sunscreen in the afternoon, the sound of dogs playing in the pools, the feeling of a breeze lifting the heat from you body as the sweat evaporates from your skin. The only thing moving fast are the little fingerling fishes darting through the warm, shallow water.
Some Travel channel will undoubtedly be doing "the Top Twenty Beaches of the World", and they'll feature St. Tropez, Lanikai, Phi Phi Island, Martinique--my little sand spit won't even make the cull list.
Of course, that's the way it should be, Huckleberry. And if you know where I'm talking about, please keep it to yourself--