I arrived just a few minutes after my father rolled into town, so we finished bringing things up an into our rental house, which was only a stone's throw away from the path to the beach. The beach itself was up a deceivingly high or low dune...depending where you were in the process of walking up or down it. After settling our things, I took a quick look- see along the beach.
On top of the dune looking down.
This must have been low tide.
I became enamored of the way my summer dress blew in the wind as the waves tickled my toes. I've said it before. I'll say it again. I could be happy just standing in water for long periods of time.