Mar 23, 2015
A very special beach walk
We have had six years of beach time here on the Isla and I have to say that 7 days ago it was the best day ever. I didn’t post about because I kept hoping it would repeat the next day or the next day and I could share even more with you. Interestingly I shared the joy of our beach walk with a fellow camper about what a special time it had been. She asked why was it so special. I tired to put it into words and it was not easy. So I thought, why not do it again? But it just did not happen.
A perfect sky and temperature and even the ocean was warm. The tide was just right.
We all played in the surf.
We walk in the surf everyday but there was something magical this particular day. Colin and I and the girls were having a blast. We did not want to stop. It was last Monday, massage Monday and we had to get back for our appointments. Thinking back, I realized that in over almost two hours of playing we had lost track of time and got back with merely 10 minutes to spare. If I had to do it over again I would have stayed out there with my family and said too bad about the massages because this is way better.
Even the girls were having a wonderful time.
I can’t recall the last time we just played. It was refreshing and exhilarating. Running in and out of the surf. We all got wet. No photos of Colin because I was having so much fun and he had the camera.
Not too many others on the beach.
We saw Maria on the beach. She was sad as she has to leave soon. Work is a necessary evil. Soon it will be our time.
Hey Mom, that wave was over our heads!
We made a game of finding shells. That day we found 3 large sand dollars and 12 auger shells. We would see them tumbling in the surf and then be covered by a wave and then we would try and find the shell in the sand. So much fun.
Who wanted to go back? Not us. We truly were in a magical moment. I can’t really describe that walk but it was extraordinary. Something we had no control over and now that it is past I wish with all my heart that we had stayed a few hours more. It really was that special.
But it was time to head back….
Had I known that it was a one time moment in my life, nothing would have pulled me away.
For the last seven mornings we have tried to recapture those magical moments but to no avail. Perhaps that is when I became listless. This morning it was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other. Yes it was another massage Monday with only one more to go. However the sun and heat are back and I did actually just sit and read a book this afternoon. I even mustered up enough energy to start this post and with any luck or another glass of vino I will finish it and post it.
We even had a nice sunset that evening.
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Special moments in life are precious. ..seems like you had one of those and the memory lingers…magic
I guess I will just have to keep that memory open for a long time.
Gotta love those special times, so hard to describe but they just are!
A very special time that was a once only.
Each day is different, some are better than others but now I see them all as special. Even my bad days. When I’ve had a bad one, I can sit back and think that I was alive to experience it and that is the most important. And I have the opportunity to make the bad day good! Glad you had a fantasy day. There will be many more. Looks like it was fun!
That is a great attitude to life Chris. I like that phrase, fantasy day. Hope you have one soon.
Love, love, love those shells!! The girls looked so very happy, as did you!!
It was wonderful day, no doubt about that. Treasure it always, you’ll always have this post and pictures to remind you. The girls look like they are having a blast too.
It is interesting Colleen, each time we have walked I have recreated that particular walk in my mind. The girls are going to miss the beach but most important of all the freedom to roam naked. They will not like wearing a collar not being on a leash.
Colin & Contessa,
Just enjoyed chatting with Colin as he walked your sweet little dogs. I had my miniature poodle, Bailey, and the three dogs got on well. I am intrigued by your Mexican journey and am seriously considering the same area — When I am in Yuma I enjoy the heat, but miss (terribly) the ocean. Need it. Your blog has been a pleasure to peruse. Perhaps we can meet in Kelowna this summer (I live in Vancouver, but my sister and her husband, and a dear friend Elaine Elder, live there too).
Thanks for the enjoyable walk and chat, Colin. I hope to come by and meet your dear wife Contessa tomorrow. — Laura Maddison