when you seek...

We decided that we should picnic at the beach again... and on our no-schedule day, we planned it right after miniature golf. On our way, the rain came in. But in my glass-half-full type of mind, I never once doubted that our plans would be ruined. I was sure the rain would move on through... and sometimes those clouds make for a more beautiful sunset.

A different beach... a different landscape. As I sat in my chair and shared dinner with my son, we noticed that the shore was not lined with a row of shells... and I was sure that I would be writing although there were no angel wings, we were not short on sand or fun. Instead, I write... although we were short on company and color in the sky, there was hardly a shortage of angel wings... because once I looked down, I didn't even have to step forward to find plenty. But I suppose that is how it is on the beach where the coquinas play.

The sky never quite lightened... but even without pink and orange wash of spectacular, there was plenty of inspiration at the beach. Looking out into the surf, we saw the dolphins at play. Gliding fins and splashing tails... it was hard to move my eyes away, and I found myself torn between them and the bride making her way onto the beach...


It was a night of beauty. It may not have been blaring itself across the sky in brilliant colors, but if you stop and seek, open your eyes and your heart... you will find the beauty waiting just for you.