It's a sad reality that although I live 20 minutes from the beach (on a heavy traffic day) I can sometimes go months without seeing the ocean.
Life tends to intervene, even to someone like me who LOVES the beach.
Yesterday was the first time in several months that I had been to the beach.
It's usually pretty wavy here, but yesterday the Atlantic was more like the Gulf of Mexico.
Smooth and beautiful.
I sat and just listened for a long while, lulled into peace by the gentle lapping of the water.
I love the salty smell too.
As always, I promised myself that I wouldn't go that long ever again without going out there.
It's too beautiful an experience to take for granted. Who knows where I'll be in a year?