This beach, in summer, is full of life; Bright human life, pushing all other bits of consciousness aside.
A family group, mostly males, flying dangerously large kites to the squealing encouragement of the females. Elders, walking slowly and frowning at their mates, but mostly perturbed by the shenanigans of youngsters. Volleyballers, runners, sitters, sunbathers, readers. Solitary walkers with bumptious dogs. And a boy who named himself “Siegfried the Dog”. A single child at sunset, bent in contemplation of a seashell as the tide slips quietly out.
Oh for the cold, sandblasted landscape of winter, when we others will have space.
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