Silvers are running

The tide is high, the sun is just coming up and the silvers are running.

In the midst of solitude you share the beach with folks you don’t know, yet have a common connection. The seagulls are crying, a sea lion breaks the surface. Cargo ships pass by as they begin their distant journey.
You settle into a repetitive rhythm casting your lure. Early autumn chill is offset by constant motion. A hypnotic state settles around you… sudden excitement and action

Get out there and be amazed… 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s