"Beach Grass"
Despite the fact that I got very little sleep Wednesday night because at midnight I was still packing and we had to be at the airport at 4am on Thursday morning, we had a smooth trip and thus far I have not noticed anything that I forgot. All of that is pretty much a miracle.
It was overcast and misting when we got to Delaware. In my weird little mind, it was perfect. There is such a calmness and peacefulness to such days.
After visiting with my dad for a bit, w made a trip to the grocery store to pick up a few things for him and a few for us; I had to address those places where our tastes differ from dad's -he drinks only whole milk, me, almond milk, and Weber, none of the above. We also checked out the fish selection. I will eat fish when we are here because it is better than that in Texas. Really, how good can the fish really be in landlocked Dallas? We had a simple dinner and then I took a walk around town.
The mist had stopped though the humidity was thick. My intention was to walk around in some of the parks nearby the house, but after doing that I wasn't satisfied. I walked over to the beach. It was almost sunset, but there was no sun. I found a dune and just sat and watched the waves roll and the various birds fly in and out. The sounds of both were calming and peaceful. I had a perfect few moments of escape.
As I was taking photos along my evening walk, nothing really stood out in the moment as "the" photo, but when I got back and starting looking at the images on the computer, this one transported me back to my place on the dune. May Sarton's quote summed it up more eloquently and concisely than I could with my own words.
I had a few technical difficulties which is why this didn't get posted last night. My personal tech support agent addressed my issues and hopefully I'll be able to stay on track now.
