There is a long stretch of sand on our beach that is exposed only during extreme tides, and last weekend was one of them. If I'm around, not much can stop me from pulling on my boots to head down and explore. I love being able to walk around in an area that is usually hidden under water... it's like the sea is revealing its secrets.
Anemones... the underwater flowers.
It might be hard to tell, but above the bird tracks is a snail's trail. Encouraging proof that even at a snail's pace you can get somewhere.
Unless, of course, it was a hermit crab. When the snail's journey is over, the hermit crabs are always happy to move into their vacated shell.
So, yeah, those dark clouds will come -- and go. I'll continue to push myself out the door and keep the wise words of Bill Cunningham in mind through it all:
"It's as true today as it ever was. He who seeks beauty will find it."