My Favorite Place

I think the beach hold this magical, mystical properties. The crashing
of the waves, the power of the water as it crashes against the shore.
The feel of a cool breeze on my face and the sound of seagulls high
above in the air........
Greeneyes21 Greeneyes21 46-50, F 3 Responses Feb 8, 2013

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I grew up in a little beach town just south of Boston. It's only six miles away across Boston harbor. No matter how many times I left this town for good, the beach always drew em back. It's a great source of beauty and serenity for me, anytime of the year. I live about 20 feet from the beach now.

i live near the beach too, about twenty minutes away. i hate to admit it, but i take it entirely for granted. i grew up about that close to the beach. i don't think i've been in years. but why go unless you have someone to walk along the sand with or children to watch play?

You should go it's very relaxing. I love the water,and picking up seashells,and
also sea glass. I wish I lived near you, we could go together!

i'd love that. i must be more starved for real-world female companionship than i thought, because the prospect seems unreal.

Nothing is unreal. Please believe!

i'm slow to trust, but i'll remember that you said so and hope you're right.

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It sounds like a beach near the North Sea or perhaps the Northern Atlantic. But maybe a beach anyplace. Still I like the cliffs over the beach when a Noreaster is moving in and you can see the waves for miles and the crash is the only sound and the wind buffets the body as the strength or natures feeds my soul and makes me feel most alive. And yet there is room to tremble as all these forces are so much greater than I and the power that nourishes me may also throw me aside unaware I am even there.