Sand

There are a lot of people that don’t like sand. Since it can be coarse and it gets everywhere. If you spend time at the beach you have to deal with it. You might spend some time drying off by the car and whip the sand off your feet before getting into the car.

There always seems to be a bit left over in my wetsuit that has to be rinsed off. Then there is just time sleeping in the sand. Really you are on a towel over the sand. The nice thing about is that you can move it around and make it more comfortable for yourself.

I have spent many hours looking at the sand on my stomach while I have been drying off. Usually there are some sticks of driftwood that I use to drawn and write in the sand. I like to pick up the sand and let it fall through my fingers and do that over and over. I like the feel of the cooler sand, when the weather is cold. In the summer I don’t spend that much time playing with it. When I was younger and dug in the wet sand in the shoreline . I haven’t done that in years.

The sand can be like a warm bed to lay in when you are reading and relaxing at the beach. I have never been afraid of a bit of sand between my toes. I do get rid of it when I am getting back in the car, but other than that it does not really bother me.

In my weekly ritual the sand and the time I get to relax after being in the water is part of the pleasure of going to the beach. I like to read and think and relax before going home. I look at the miles of beach and look up towards Long Beach and down towards Laguna.


The sand is soft and makes a comfy bed for a few hours. I still like going home and climbing into my bed, but for relaxing sand can be just fine.