Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze.
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears.
~ Sheldon Harnick, Zorba
Seagulls seemed oblivious to the last hours of summer trickling away yesterday afternoon. While a few people walked along the shore at Rainbow Haven Beach, some were laid out on blankets, looking to catch the last few rays of summer sunshine. Summer always seems too short, but this one was especially brief.
As my grandson threw pebbles into the waves and we collected shells in the strandlines, it seemed like I had just engaged in the same activities with his father a moment ago. Seasons change and generations pass in the blink of an eye. The natural world carries on.
The sunshine and warm breezes wait for nobody. Sparkling waters and sand can only be enjoyed in the moment. I doubt if anyone who had been on the beach yesterday afternoon regretted having made time in their day for just one more walk on the summer sand.