A VIEW FROM A WINDOW
The prompt for Day Two – “If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now?”
I would jump into the 1974 drivers’ seat of what I call my cabin, wiggle my little nose.
I draw in a big deep breath of relaxation and anticipation. Driving past the camp office, my heart jumps with delight, while my nose twitches at the unfamiliar fresh scents of salt, sand and seaweed.
Slowly I back into campsite 108. I scan both the ocean and the forest, a place of bliss and solitude. The whisper of the tall cedar trees as they caress each other and the splash of the waves as the salty water breaks against the sandy beach greet me in unison.
I selected this site because it is the furthest site from the entrance and at the far end of the campground road. Private, isolated and perfect for an introvert wishing to celebrate the sunshine, forest and ocean spray.
Leaving the unpacking and organizing until later, I walk down to the beach, kick off my runners and slide my socks onto the rocks on the edge of the sand.
Stepping forward, my foot sinks into the white granular crystals. I can hear the ahhhhh my toes sigh when the sand warmed by the sun envelopes them. I almost drop down and make a sand angel, I am so happy to be here. Heel, toes, heel, toes, heel, toes – curl the sand between the foot pad and the toes. The sand gently scrubs my feet, the skin feels brand new.
At the lintel, the sand is wet, cold and packed. The imprints of my heels are deep, gathering seawater. The tidal water rushes forward freezing my feet right up to the ankles. I jump back with a squeal. I land in the dry warm sand. Oh heavenly bliss!
Cheryle – April 7, 2015