(019) Walking Along The Beach In Nova Scotia

M Melvina Germain Melvina Germain
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Walking Along The Beach In Nova Scotia Walking barefoot in the sand on a quiet Sunday morning at peace with natures surroundings. A warm sunny day with a faint scent of fish filtering through the air. The ocean breeze caressing my body, giving me a tranquil feeling, in this awesome atmosphere. At peace with nature, enjoying every moment, I heard the cry of the loon. I saw him standing at the waters edge as if to say, good morning. He spread his wings to a full span, held it there awhile. I watched with anticipation wondering what was yet to come from this magnificent creature of the wild. He stood like a king looking at me, took flight and soared through the sky. The sand dollars were plentiful, displaying their artistic designs. I continued to walk as the sand massaged my feet. It was a joyous morning walking along the beach. Written: August 31,2007

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