the sand in my shoes

An afternoon walk along the beach was a breath of fresh air.  The sea, the surf, and the sky.  Life is simple here, though barely comfortable, but children have their own ways of finding happiness and/or contentment.  I miss those days.    

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22 thoughts on “the sand in my shoes

    • and I am glad that people are mostly friendly and don’t mind having their photos taken. Parents of kids here are even happy that somebody is taking photos of their kids, and mostly these kids won’t have photos to remember their childhood by. The same goes for adults, too.
      Thanks!

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