The Perfect Wave

A loaded question today as I start to sip my second cup of coffee on a 20 degree F morning . I have to say it completely depends on the time of year and if I won the lottery. Let’s just say for conversation sake, I did not win the lottery and it is midsummer.

My perfect day off would include sleeping in by just an hour and then load up the Mini and head to the beach. I like to leave early (to the dismay of my daughter or friends that accompany me) but I getting the perfect place on the sand is essential! You will find me up against the sea grass to limit the unruly beachgoers that don’t pick up their feet and kick sand all over the blanket and ultimately in my head and face. Once the perfect spot has been claimed in the name of Her Majesty Giselle, the blanket comes out (using shoes, the cooler and other objects to weigh down the corners), the chairs are set up (and slightly spread out to keep the late arrivals at a safe distance), the book is dropped onto the blanket, and the lathering of the suntan lotion shall commence.

For the next few hours before the beach gets overrun, it is all about relaxing… listening to the waves crash on the shore, watching the toddlers run in and out of the water laughing and clapping so hard they look as though they would explode from happiness, sizing up the college kids skipping a summer course or playing hooky from their summer job at the coffee shop or restaurant (hmmm you don’t look sick…), laughing at the people who put too much faith in nature and leave their chips out for just a moment to grab a drink while a bold seagull does a ‘fly by’ grabbing a free snack and fending off other gulls at the same time, and lastly letting the warm sunshine wash over me.

It’s always a beautiful day at the beach. No stress of work, no phones ringing, no emails to answer and the only surfing to take place is by the young men and women looking for the perfect wave.


Seals off the Cape

In response to today’s Daily Prompt question:

Sparkling or Still

What’s your idea of a perfect day off: one during which you can quietly relax, doing nothing, or one with one fun activity lined up after the other? Tell us how you’d spend your time.

11 thoughts on “The Perfect Wave

  1. Pingback: My idea of the perfect day off | Non perfect writing

  2. I live in Southern Florida and seriously, my home is less than 3 miles from the ocean. The last time I went to the beach was over 2 years ago and that was just to meet with people who I have not seen in many years. Me and the beach just don’t mesh anymore.. being a red-headed fair skinned boy.. me and the sun don’t mix well.. but your story makes me want to try this ‘relaxing’ you speak of.


Give it to me straight....I can take it

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