Beach Walking

Hiding

On a bright sunny day in Central Florida, Coquina Beach on Anna Maria Island was deserted.  Not a soul, not even a walker, let alone sun bathers.

Wow, I had the beach to myself.  I stepped out beyond the sand dunes into the open expanse of beach … and got smacked upside the head with the reason I was alone.  Only dumb tourists want to walk the beach in gale force winds.  Duh.

I wasn’t exactly alone; I found the sea gulls huddled together down by the shore line.  Except for their feathers ruffling in the wind, they were motionless, with their heads tucked under a wing or facing backwards as low as possible.

Thought for the Day:  Among mortals, second thoughts are wisest.                                                                                                                                         Euripides