-Sam Levenson
from my friend at ASSORTED
I still find water and waves and anything associated with a shoreline to be completely rejuvenating. I have a rock from Toledo Bend Lake collected 42 years ago, and a pice of driftwood from Yellowstone collected by my parents way before I was born, and an old fishing reel used by my father. The sight of any one of these puts the youth right back in me.
The way that little girl is hunkered down in the picture, I can't hardly do that anymore. But I know she is looking at the ripples in the sand, and there are fascinating seashells everywhere, and its all exploding in a fantastic collage right there in her little brain and time is standing completely still.
The world has stopped spinning. It does that sometimes, you know.
A day at the beach.
4 comments:
Yes it does, the world does stop spinning sometimes. Very nice, Bulletholes!
Its nice to think it does SL.
I know the feeling. I remember once, at about the age of four or five, standing in a few inches of seawater, concentrating fiercely. I was looking for a whale. Well, we'd seen other baby fish, so I wanted to see a little 3" Moby Dick.
I was hugely upset when I was hauled away from there, more so when they told me that baby whales start out as big as a truck.
I hear ya Souby. Nothing like being hauled away from a land of enchantment, and being told it all runs on cash.
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