As many of you know, Red River was my childhood beach.
Bank Street was the next beach up from us. Part of what we all called, “uptown”, and I can’t remember ever spending much time there as a kid.
The other night the sea breeze seemed to be blowing me in a different direction, and I found myself taking a walk along the homes that look out over Bank Street Beach. An area known way back when as The Campground.
It was almost sunset, and Bank Street beach was starting to glow.
I’ve always loved this beach for the long stairs that lead down from the waterfront homes to the shore.
And the little white fences that frame just about every rose garden that you come upon. Roses in pink, white and red…
And some very friendly peonies that reached out to me as I walked by!
Next time, I’d like to take a walk down along the shore…
And get some photos of the funkier side, too, of this tiny “uptown” community I have just added to my summer list of places to explore.
Maybe you’ll come along again! 😉