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feliciakwLast night we went for a walk on the beach at dusk and watched the moon come up. "Moonlit walk on the beach," and all that.
I love the surf. I love the water as it crests to a wave and breaks into white foam and rolls up onto the sand. I love the sound, and the color of the waves, and it's instinct for me to head toward the water, and it actually takes a bit of effort not to dive into the waves.
Crabs are hilarious little creatures. They were all over the place on the beach, and the little ones move really, really fast. They're also very non-aggressive. Given the choice, they'll retreat or hide; they won't attack.
I love the surf. I love the water as it crests to a wave and breaks into white foam and rolls up onto the sand. I love the sound, and the color of the waves, and it's instinct for me to head toward the water, and it actually takes a bit of effort not to dive into the waves.
Crabs are hilarious little creatures. They were all over the place on the beach, and the little ones move really, really fast. They're also very non-aggressive. Given the choice, they'll retreat or hide; they won't attack.
