Walking barefoot along the shoreline in a pair of shorts and my favorite fleece, I am always in awe of just how amazing the beach is in any season. A slightly cool autumn breeze warmed by the abundant sunshine made for a wonderful stroll.
The beach was pretty much empty except for an adorable older couple reading their books by the dunes, a few beachcombers looking for treasures, oh and these birds having lunch on the water!
What is it that soothes our soul so much by being here? Is it the soft sand hugging our toes? Or the steady rhythm of the waves? Or the anticipation and hope of finding your favorite shell? Personally, I think it is the quiet of autumn.
Knowing that winter will eventually roll in, I will remind myself that with winter comes spring and summer to follow. Just as the waves hit the shore, the beach awaits all of the seasons.