pebbles in our pockets....

At the edge, watching the tide inch away

Do you see the heart shaped pebble?

Remember when you went to the beach when you were little? If you had pockets of your own, you would stuff them with little bits of treasures found in between the larger rocks and driftwood. If not, you passed them onto your Mom or Dad for safe keeping.

A smoothly rounded piece of blue or green glass, a tiny shell, a piece of dried kelp.......a pebble with your favourite colour streaked right through it. Flotsam scraps of colourful rope or twine always catches the eye as does a dried up baby crab bleached by the sun. Driftwood shaped like a slingshot or a fish .... the knothole looked like an eye. Tiny flowers which grew between the tall grass and the shore.....yellows and purples of late summer were there for the picking.

The perfect skipping stone....round and flat which fits perfectly between your thumb and forefinger.

Remember when you were at the beach when you were little? It didn't matter how cold the water was or whether or not your were wearing your bathing suit, you ended up getting soaking wet being chased by the waves. And the birds would skitter along with you. Seagulls flying up above circling while looking for tasty fish.

Remember taking a handfull of pebbles and throwing them into the water.....plink, plink, plinkplinkplinkplinkplink all at once....sounding like the hanging chime at home when the wind conducted it's symphony......plinkplinkplink........

And as the tide receded.......more treasures would be revealed, new sandbars would emerge and the adventure would expand.......into the sun warmed pools left behind along with creatures...oh, the creatures....jellyfish, hermit crabs and tiny little fish trying to find their way.

The pails are packed for the annual sand castle competition for kids of all ages, as are the bocci balls for the tourney on the sandbars. Oh, and a new kite!! Prince Edward Island here we come. It'll be good to be a kid again.

I'll be back next week................take care.

ps. I submitted a few pieces of writing for consideration (CanadaEast website I mentioned last week). I couldn't decide on just one, so as I have been known to do, I bent the rules a bit. Tay? I did send them the piece I wrote on Sabahat. Thank you for reminding me. And if anyone would like to read it, here is the link. Sabahat was a true guardian angel in my life.