Ahhh... The Beach.
We just returned from Myrtle Beach. It was so relaxing after such a busy year that my body just felt limp. And that was ok. I'm not a 'sit on the beach in the sun all day' kinda person... and I'm not a fan of being way out in the waves... but I love the beach. The atmosphere... the deafening noise of the waves... The infinite sea of glass... the warm, soft sand... the way people smile and play... it literally smells of God. I love putting my short little sand chair down at the water's edge and letting the waves kiss my feet... pulling my chair and toes deeper into the sand with each pass. And sometimes a beautiful shell or something will wash up for me to ogle over before it quietly moves back to the water. Breathtaking, I say! We had the luxury of a wonderful oceanfront condo. We left the master bedroom sliding door open all night, so we got to hear the constant, soothing roar... which never really got that 'come and go' sound to it... it was pret...