It is raining here today. I had an errand to run over lunch, which I originally left on begrudgingly.
On my way back to the office I walked by a pile of sand on the church lawn (let me just say Blue Back Square) and with the rain hitting the pavement I was suddenly swirling in my own mind or maybe it is that I wish I had a chance to get to an unadulterated ocean beach this year. My senses told me I was there. For October, it is still warm enough to take my shoes and socks off and enjoy the feel of the sand, rain and salt water on my feet. Oh the absolute joy and beauty of it. Of course during my little fantasy reality had to interfere by reminding me that I needed a light rain jacket on to protect my neck from the rain. I am sugar and spice after all. I could actually smell the salt air and the wet sand and hear the waves coming in off the ocean. Shoot for a few moments I forgot I was wearing shoes with heels on them. I felt the breeze blowing off of the ocean into my face as I turned to face it head on. I want you to take me there screams my soul silently - it's not too late.
Maybe Sunday I will take myself on a little trip in hopes of finding that almost vacant beach, the sun will be shining, it won't have the same effect of a beach on a rainy day but...it will be what I have needed all year.
I ended up thankful for that blasted errand.
