It was an ordinary day. Mid-morning and the ocean is alive with colors you thought you could find only in a Crayola crayon box. Colors such as aquamarine, turquoise blue, cerulean, navy blue, indigo, and even robin egg blue can be seen as the sun projects at different angles than it does at any other time of the day. Then, the sun sneaks behind a puffy cloud and the colors all change yielding colors such as tropical rain forest, blue green and midnight blue. The sea is alive as fish jump toward daylight and the majestic white-breasted frigate dives for its morning meal. The smell of tanning lotion begins to fill the air as bathers begin to fill the chairs at the many beach bars that line Orient Beach from the north end at the Mount Vernon condo units to the south end's Club Orient which is this beach's naturist beach. Prime seats in the row closest to the water seem to fill first, but Carol and I enjoy the room afforded the chairs at the rear of the beach. The fine white sand begins to warm as the humidity builds and the sun approaches its zenith with only a slight wisp of breeze to add some relief. It is my favorite time of the day at the beach.
It was an ordinary day. Late afternoon and the beach chairs begin to empty. The sky begins to lose it color as the sun dips toward the hills to the west. All the work that the beach boys put in to lining their beach chairs in perfect harmony seem to be lost as I survey the beach to my right and to my left from the rear row. The 85 degree water has darkened as the sun's rays no longer brighten the depths. A stillness and silence seems to engulf the beach as the beach boys begin their task of packing away the umbrellas and on some beaches, stacking the chairs and cushions until tomorrow. Carol and I struggle to stay awake after a day of doing absolutely nothing but gathering rays, reading and snacking on our lunch of sandwiches, crackers and cookies. We wait until the sun drops from the western sky behind the hills before we pack our beach bag and head to the car. It is my favorite time of the day at the beach.
The end of another beautiful day on the beach. |
So you gather that we enjoy our days on the beach from reading my trilogy devoted to our days on the beach. We cherish our time together while on vacation at the beach, no matter where the beach may be. We realize that the sun's rays are damaging to our skin and try our best to prevent that from happening, but we love the sound of the water lapping the sand, the smell of the salty sea, the 50 shades of blue that are the sky and ocean and the atmosphere that surrounds us as we spend our favorite time on the beach. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
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