Walking at the Water's Edge
This morning I wore my bathing suit when I went to walk at the water's edge. First I walked out into the water. I am not a swimmer so I had to be careful to not fall into a wave and scare myself. The waves were knee high, which really isn't bad, but I'm not used to waves in the water. I didn't like the feel of the sand being sucked out from under my feet, but I played in the water for a while.
Then I took my walk. I stayed near the edge of the water, wading most of the time, splashing through the water to get some resistence from the water around my feet. It took extra effort and was fun.
On the way back to our canopy, I saw what I thought was shadows in the retreating water, after a nice big wave. I wondered what would make shadows there and looked closely. It was a school of small fish! I wondered if they were living dangerously, riding the wave into the beach where they could be stranded, or caught by a net. I had seen a family scooping the water with small nets and wondered what they thought they would get. Now I knew. There are little fish, taking a thrill ride up to the very edge of the water. Didn't their Mama ever warn them not to get to close to the land? Apparently not!
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