There is just nothing like a sunset, at my home beach.
Red River Beach…
As the last of the Nor’easter fades away into the night,
I am dreaming of a recent sunset down at Red River Beach.
How the last rays of the setting sun glowed on the faces of everyone who’d come to watch.
How the lifeguard stand rose like a pillar against a sky painted in lavender, pink and peach.
And how long after the sun had made its exit down behind the trees, its hot lava afterglow lingered.
I’m not sure what it is about footprints.
But I love them, especially when they’re in beach sand.
And when the prints have been made by a critter of some kind (So does this make them pawprints?). 😉
Early morning and late evening are my favorite times to to look for them, when the light is golden and at more of an angle.
If you catch the light at just the right moment, you can watch it fill each print about halfway up with bluish shadow.
And the sand, freshly blown by our delicious sea breezes, creates a kind of rippled background pattern for the footprints that just adds to the magic.
I love my home beach, Red River.
And nothing gives me more pleasure this time of year than seeing it all frost-covered!
Yesterday at sunset there was snow down by the jetties…
Up into the dunes…
And along the backside creek where the tall common reeds watch over the quiet marsh of gold.
But I am almost never alone in my celebration of the first snow of the season.
Happy Almost Winter everybody! 😉