The sand started seeping in between the spaces of my feet and my footwear. It was coarse yet comforting; We had reached the sea.
5 days, 21 hours ago
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown
Under the sand are palaces. I’ve seen them in my dreams:
vast halls and empty chambers smoothly rounded at their seams.
Every wall is made of sand. 213 more words
1 week, 1 day ago
Life Along the Gulf Coast
I used to live at the beach: Surfside Beach SC, Siesta Key FL, and close enough in both Houston TX and Fairhope AL. I always liked seeing the sand castles that visitors would make. 314 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Joy Peace Harmony
He held her like a seashell, and listened to her heart.
And kissed her for eternity–nevermore apart.
Exposure to the elements, works of art, water and sand aren’t a typical combination. 181 more words
All Mountains and Molehills
We’re at the beach. It’s always the best playground, especially with cousins and aunts and uncles. Uncle Chad and Aunt Stacy set out to build a sand castle with the kids, and Stacy’s motto of, “go big, or go home,” came to life. 170 more words
Sand Castle competitions have turned into Sand Sculpture competitions. I guess people feel they can be more creative by sculpting anything they can think of out of sand. 89 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
Do you know why the wall is open and there is a path to the sea? Because I don’t.
Happy Sand Castle Friday!
1 month, 3 weeks ago