The Outer Banks

20170427_192158I’m not really into beaches. I love the water and I love the birds. I enjoy the breezes and appreciate the setting. You would think it would be a place I could love. The problem is, I just can’t get over the sand. It gets into every little corner, crack and crevice. From your toes to your hair. No matter how careful you are, you always take a portion of the dunes home with you.

However, there is something about the waves and their rhythmic beating that does move me. There is something awe-inspiring about the power of the moon and sun to create wave after wave that crash upon the shore, washing up flotsam and jetsam on the beach.

 

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A North Carolina selfie.

A recent trip to the Outer Banks of North Carolina gave me another reminder of this incredible power. The Brown Pelicans glide along the rolling waves, effortlessly adjusting course to maintain their perfect trajectory along the beach. The Short-billed Dowditcher drill its bill into the sand, looking for dinner and skittering along the beach if I get too close. Laughing Gulls cackle as they sore overhead.

The salty mist from the water’s force creates a gray filter that runs the length of the beach and as I make my way back to the car, I’m grateful for the short walk along the ocean’s edge.

Of course, I cannot get the sand from between my toes and I have sand all over the seats of the rental car… but today, I’m okay with that.

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