Last night the wind picked up and storms moved into our area. An hour's south of us there were tornadoes, but our area was spared. I looked into the newspaper to see when low tide was for the beach nearest us. A walk on the beach and some beach-combing would be a good way to spend time with my son Ibrahim.
The winds swept the beach clean and the surf was rough. The air was cold but exhilarating.
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| We had the windswept beach mostly to ourselves. |
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| Ibrahim chasing sea birds. |
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| We found some treasures, shells, limpets and a bit of driftwood. |
It continued to be cold and windy all day but by evening the wind had died down. My mom needed some things from the pharmacy so I told her I would take her to get her out of the house for a while. I asked her to get ready and went to get ready myself . When I came downstairs I found my mother wandering around. "Darn it! I can't find my socks! Where are my socks!" she exclaimed. "Have you tried looking on your feet, Mom?" I asked. They were there, of course. We laughed and finished getting ready to go.
Lots of memories to remember.
Lots of memories to remember.
