We had a beautiful Indian Summer day here today. Temperatures flirted with the eighty degree mark. Such weather on the first of November demanded that any other plans be put aside so that I could head for the beach.
I watched a young child exploring the beach today. The boy could not have been more than four years old. Trying to keep up with his mother, the child's short legs scissored quickly, his feet leaving a miniature sand storm swirling in his wake.
But keeping up with mom was soon forgotten when the boy took notice of all the baubles in the sand. Each sand polished pebble and sun bleached shell was a treasure screaming to be discovered.
I was thankful for the gift of getting to watch the young boy's fascination. It was a reminder that in these days filled with the weight of uncertainty, nature continues to provide endless offerings to lighten the load.
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