LATE SUMMER BEACH
I spent an hour at the beach this evening, surrounded by nature’s late-summer serenity. Everything seemed at rest. The ocean rolled some sizeable swells onto the beach now and again, but it happened with a smoothness and gentleness that could have rocked someone to sleep. There were tidal pools of silent, lucid water here and there, and the few people sitting or walking seemed to be doing it in an almost silent and sleepy manner. Even the sky, with its soft azure and crimson colors, appeared to be sleeping far above us as it sailed along toward autumn.