Seashells

Seashells ~ The sun washed sands along the beach hid ocean gifts in drifting swells and tides would wash within my reach a bounty of abandoned shells. I'd walked those shores in search of all the endless wonders I would find, collecting trinkets, I recall, held by the shifting sands of time. My endless search unveiled the realm of nautilus and scallop shells and sand pails soon were overwhelmed with countless finds and fishy tales. Time moved on and I’ve since found that search continues in my mind and still those eager thoughts abound with all the treasures I could find. Those youthful days on sandy shores seemed endless in the summer haze and in my mind I still explore those seashell thoughts of younger days. Host: Mark Toney Marathon Contest - Mile 14 Date: 10-1-17