This is what island life is all about...
Sand, surf...
Breakers...
Babes...
Bikes...
Tikes...
And Mikes...
Sea shells...
Sand dunes and sea grasses...
Signs...
And wonders...
Thunderous tidal applause
Grand strands of shoreline
We combed...
We saw...
We conquered...
Our doubts
Our fears
Our painful associations
In the end...
We embraced the beach and each other, once again
Our swing...sigh...
We took the long way home...as usual
Port Royal's Sand Beach
With its awesome boardwalk
And observation tower
My Uncle Lee did his basic training there on Parris Island...RIP, Marine
Danabug taking it all in...
A pleasure boat of a trip
Draped in Spanish Moss...of course
7 comments:
Love that boardwalk!
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Soooo glad you had this lovely interlude. Thanks for sharing along the way. I've vicariously sifted sand and felt that salt breeze. Love the Carolinas and Carolinians, too!
Oh, I've got to get back down there. Thanks for the lovely post.
Amazing shot with the bicycles...sweet sweet pic of you and Bug...love the shells...wonderful vicarious visit to the sea...
I'm drooling here in rainy north england!!....but...next week....glorious Spain!!!
been too long since I've been to the beach to just hang out.
Babe - snort :)
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