Welcoming a new week

After getting on line and catching up a bit with blog and emails last evening, Karl and I walked out onto the beach. The breakers fluctuated between singing and booming as we sat on a big old lava rock above the sand. The foam running up the beach with the break of each wave, sometimes made it to the base of our rock, sometimes not. The rhythmic flow of water soothed the mind, eyes, and thoughts into mellowness like magic. A faint band of orange light was left above the water on the western horizon when we got there, but it was soon gone… the beginning of a new week..