A Moment in My Time

When we arrived on Captiva, the last few rain bands of Hurricane Ike were still hanging around. It was windy and at times rainy. No day at the beach.

By Thursday morning the rain had stopped but the breeziness remained. It was another, not a good hair day, day. After Mr. Pop left for his meetings, I pinned up my hair and walked down to the beach.

I was surprised to see over six foot waves breaking on the beach. It isn’t often you see waves that size on the western coast of Florida. The sky was still dark gray and heavy with clouds.

There were shore birds everywhere you looked, from the beach to out over the open water. I guess the waves had stirred up all sorts of tasty morsels for them because they called and dived and ate to their hearts content.

I looked north on the beach and did not see a single human being, same to the south. I sat down on the sand and just looked and listened. The only sounds I heard were the waves crashing on the sand and all those many birds calling. For that moment, I felt sincerely serene. I don’t believe I have ever felt that sense of serenity more in my whole life. No humans to see and nothing to hear but the sounds of nature. It was a moment I will never forget. I could have taken pictures, but I didn’t want that moment to last as a photo, I wanted it to always remain with me as a memory. My memory of that moment in my time.