A Delicious Day

Sifting warm sand through my fingers lustrous fine grains glitter my palm. Soothed by the soft powdery touch, I sit for a while under the rocks My bare feet swirl patterns in the sand as I idly watch a beach life unfold Bustling mother’s set up home on plaid blankets colourful beach bags thick with togs and towels Buckets, spades strewn all around a picnic stored carefully under a shady umbrella, they gather the children skip giddy with glee slapping sunscreen on lithe limbs with index finger warnings of do's and don'ts. My gaze drifts to little pink sisters, their chubby faces alive with imagination as nimble bodies straddle the sand, all wrapped up in mounds of castles studding their dreams with pearly shells and whispering tales of pretty princesses. At the water’s edge long legs prancing tip toeing warmth into the chilly sea up to their waists in crested waves dipping and diving, an ocean of laughter as young lads play splashing and yelling a ball in the air they plunge. Picking up my sandals, I walk up the beach under the bridge past crimson valerian It’s balmy perfume scenting a delicious day