Last year I found myself pulled toward water. As my body slowly healed, my soul was nourished with weekly walks along the waterfront.
Sadly 2016 kicked our butts, and changes to our weekly schedule has seen us prioritising other stuff. Our slow meanders along the waterfront stopped altogether.
This term I decided enough was enough! No matter how exhausted we were by weeks' end, we needed a moment to let the wind mess our hair, to feel the sun on our faces and the squishy sand between our toes. On Friday's you can usually find me stuffing ice-cream into my face then taking a wandering stroll up the beach (which is actually down because technically we are walking south!)
There are few people up this end of the Island and as we wander I can usually capture nature photos with only my child photo bombing.
The squishy-ness of the crab balls delight us and the small one tries to jump on as many as she can, or pick up a handful without breaking them.
I delight (and never tire) taking photos. The small pockets of water that remain long after the tide runs out. The mank smell of the stagnant water, the way the shadows fall across the small stretch.
And of course I am photo bombed by my own shadow (who somehow thinks it might be batman!)
My tired feet push on, leaving a gentle footprint or five hundred through the cloud of crab balls. They crumble softly beneath my feet as we walk.
We search for shells, broken glass worn smooth by the wash of the water and collect seed pods or strange looking crab like flowers.
The small child runs and cartwheels. She writes words with a stick and even buries treasure complete with an X marks the spot. Her face is smeared with ice-cream and she squeals with wild abandon (having been locked in class the entire day)
Some days I wish we lived in one of the houses backing onto this stretch of water, alas we are not millionaires and I wonder if we would appreciate if it was at our doorstep. I yearn for a sea change, and then I return home and I look around me and I realise that I have everything I need and more right here. It is grand to dream a little though!