What the Beach Means to Me
Jun 26th, 2008 by Andrea in Random
- sand between my toes
- traveling through random stretches of rural Alabama on a two-lane road to get there
- the rhythm of the waves as they crash
- dodging jellyfish while walking or fighting the waves
- one, good sunburn
- casual living
- Peach Park fruit bowls, homemade banana ice cream and scary animal-head trash cans
- salt water burning in my nose
- sleeping in
- People Magazine
- remembering that God created beauty and rest
- limp, body-less hair, distracted by the humidity
- no schedule
- the “Go to Church or the Devil will get you!” sign
- swimsuits, beach towels and Airbrush T-shirts on every corner
- memories of youth groups long ago and college retreats
- ice cream, fried shrimp, and boiled peanuts on the side of the road (not all at the same time)
- feeling the sun on my skin
- Southern Pines and Magnolias
- analyzing the color of the warning flag
- really long quiet times of prayer and meditation
- remembering that there is something greater than me
I love the sunset pic, but also the one of the beach towels. I’m glad you were able to get some beach time this summer. Fun!
Shakes Frozen Custard. You did not mention this and it frightens me. If you went to the Destin area (or Daytona Beach or Orange Park), you MUST VISIT THIS PLACE:
http://www.shakesfrozencustard.com/
It wasn’t any of those beaches. It was Panama City. I don’t think there’s a Shakes there, but we used to have one in Nashville and I must confess I’ve never been. Sorry! I promise to remedy that the next time I see one! I’m always up for trying new desserts.