It wasn't that long ago I was wiping sticky fingers off my truck windows and crumbs from the back seat. Now I find myself cleaning dog drool and sand from all windows and surfaces. Times have changed but the chores have not.
It is always a treat when my daughter comes home to visit. She brings her 'children' with her so they can join us for some beach time run and romp sessions.
Its a strange mix of emotions that stir inside of me when I walk alone listening to laughter that still lingers in the blowing reeds and lapping waves.
I took advantage of this record breaking February weather and found a treasure trove of beauty and serenity.
Having a friend that will walk the low tides of life with you is nothing short of a miraculous gift from the heavens.