Soft buttercups nodded their dainty heads in the tall grasses. I squat in the sand at the edge of the cool, mysterious sea. Breakers curve and surge with blue-green clarity, a sweetness of transparency. Waves foam around rocks as twilight and fog form a blur at the edge of water and stone. Pelicans plunge into choppy waves, hunting their dinner.
Spray catches the currents of air.
Sharp scent of sand and pine greet my senses, from stubbled ridges, as trees crouch low against the cutting wind, a marriage of ocean, rock and pine. Nature's study in perpetual motion. Top Observation Golden waves of knee high grass brush my skirt as I move through. I can view ahead of me the ocean, with its many views. Sounds and sights rush to my senses, tangy, crisp scent to my nose.