Playing In The SandFor those of us who were fortunate to grow up near an ocean or close enough to visit, frolicking on the beach and sand is a fond childhood memory. With a plastic bucket a small shovel and no other materials except white sand and chilly salt water the boys made "forts" and the girls made castles. My 'Barbie Castle" was nothing more then a few overturned buckets of wet sand, many shovel-fulls of the dry stuff, stacked-sand ramparts and a rich imagination.
Earlier this month at nearby Fort Myers Beach, FL, the world sand sculpting championship was staged with teams from around the world representing their native countries. They used pretty much the same implements seven-year old Katie once used -- shovels, buckets -- but that's where any comparison ended:
(note the man and woman admiring the cubist butterfly that landed on the back
of a person's hand. . . or are they Goda's Towers?)
(ever have one of those brain-pain days?)
And the winner . . . "Rich Piggy."
Credit the Fort Myers News Press for the shots. A person can spend only
so many hours at the beach.