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| Navarre Beach, Florida |
Well, it happened again. Recently on my morning walk on the beach, I caught myself looking in the same old places for that elusive sand dollar.
Do you ever do that? Find yourself doing the very thing you vowed never to do again.
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| I don’t think I got home with this one intact. |
I must confess that when I made the decision to stop searching for sand dollars, I had the thought that maybe once I gave up the hunt, I’d come upon another perfect specimen just out of the blue—you know, like a little God-Surprise.
Since that Aha Moment, I’ve concentrated on enjoying whatever I encounter on the beach. But old habits die hard and sometimes sneak back in, which is what happened that morning.
Until I caught myself. Anyway, this time, I renewed my resolve. Then Terry and I got busy, and the beach renourishment project (which I’ll tell you about soon) closed our section of the beach so I haven’t been put to the test yet.
However, the most wonderful thing happened yesterday. Our friends, Bobby and Karen, drove over from Perdido Key to have lunch with us. They came bearing gifts: flowers and not just one but a pile of tiny sand dollars they had discovered on the beach. Karen said there must have been hundreds.
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| Just part of the sand dollars they picked up |
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| My generous friend, KD |
Dear God, please send Karen and my readers a special surprise today.
Give them the desires of their hearts.
If you’d like to learn more about sand dollars, The Echinoblog is a good place to start. Or if you’re lucky enough to happen upon one of these fragile beauties and want to preserve it, go to SeaShells.Org.
Copyright © Reflections from Dorothy’s Ridge 2016. All rights reserved
Reading about is almost–almost–as good as being there. If a blog could exude some of that ocean breeze through it, I'd be there in an instant. Good post. xoxo
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Thanks, Pat. The weather has been better than forecast, for which we are thankful.
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Perfect. I always love reading your posts, Dorothy!
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Thank you, Fawn. I hope you find sand dollars while you're staying at Emerald Surf!
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We get so comfortable with our routine that we forget to come out of our comfort zone, but then wonder why something new doesn't happen…your little story is a sweet reminder of that for me….also reminded me how I'm longing for a trip to the ocean!!
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I'm glad it spoke to you, Julie. Coming to the beach helps me slow down and think about such things. I wish you could come, too. Thanks for reading and commenting.
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