Monday, June 27, 2005

I haven't met a woman lately
who loves the beach the way
I love the beach. A beach is
not a place you go every day
in July & August & sometimes
in June & Septamber
to fry yourself between
noon & 3 pm. You go
because you want to
& when you want to go,
which is very often.
A beach is best
when the sun is at angle
of 75 degrees or less,
except in the winter.
A beach is best when the tide
is moving quickly out
or quickly in &
something is exposed
that may fascinate,
but always the local landcape
is changing as you watch.
A gray day never changes your plans.
A beach is nearly always romantic
even when you are alone,
although a beach also makes you
feel more alone. You feel
especially virtuous on a day
that is gray & you are alone,
as if you have made a sacrifice,
but you have not.

Comments:
The best days on the beach is when the wind is blowing and your hair stands on end! (ooops may be a sore point for a Rixon male!) and you skin feels totally clean and you have to get a tissue out to wipe your eyes and nose. THEN you find somewhere nice to sit and drink hot chocolate!!!!!
 
Isn't that every day on a beach in Olde England?
 
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