Doggy Beach

I made the mistake of going to the doggy beach yesterday.

It was wonderful. I loved seeing the water and the beach, the people and the dogs. I loved to feel the powdery soft white sand between my toes. I laid on a wooden bench and did not burn because of the cloudy overcast sky and the thin soft blanket I brought. 

It was a long walk for me to get there from the parking lot and I did not rest enough along the way thinking I had only a small stretch to go. I was glad to find a bench to lay down on when I got to the beach. The warm wind felt good flowing over me. There is nothing like the salty air near the water.  I enjoyed watching everyone enjoy the beach, especially the dogs.  My friend brought her 7 year old son and their two dogs. Her son played with the dogs running them back and forth near the water. When the dogs were tired he brought them over to me on the bench. It was the perfect moment to have these two dogs wanting my attention in these beautiful surroundings. I didn't want to leave. It has been so long since I made a trip to be out on the beach. I have been recovering from operations and injuries this past year.

I took my time walking back to the car. I had brought a folding chair so I broke the walk into sections, resting in between. I will go back to the beach, but one that has closer access without the long walk.

I made the mistake of going to the doggy beach yesterday. I have been barely able to walk around my house even with my medicine. My fibromyalgia is in full chaos. My muscles are stiff and it is painful to walk. I hope my body will go back to normal tomorrow. Sometimes we make mistakes but you know it was worth the pain to have the enjoyment of the beauty of the beach and water and the good childhood memories that flooded my mind.