Today’s Photo of the Day is courtesy of Haserot Beach, beautiful in any season, but especially when it’s quiet during the winter months. You might see the occasional beach walker or family at the new play structure (which you can see in the photo), but for the most part, it’s generally pretty quiet there this time of year.
Haserot Beach is one place that never fails to calm my frayed nerves or perennially cluttered mind. There’s no other sound like hearing the waves lap against the shore, or on windy days, crash wildly against the shore (my favorite).
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And if I can get a little bit mystical, it’s also a place where my past, present and future all seem to converge in one space. I can sometimes feel the presence of all my Old Mission ancestors who’ve gone before me to my own life here and now to my family who’s yet unknown.
Since I grew up about a mile south of Haserot Beach where we had our own beach (see this picture of three-year-old me with a waterspout in the background), I never really spent much time at Haserot until I became a teenager and wanted to hang out with my friends there. So I’d ride my bike down there or later, drive my little blue VW Bug after gassing it up at Lardie’s Grocery (for 18 cents a gallon).
And as was the case with any kid who grew up in Old Mission back then, if you ever got into any trouble, your parents would know about it before you got home. Fortunately, I managed to avoid that for the most part. 🙂
…”t’s also a place where my past, present and future all seem to converge in one space. I can sometimes feel the presence of all my Old Mission ancestors who’ve gone before me to my own life here and now to my family who’s yet unknown.”
Truth. The reason I felt drawn to our old stomping grounds in retirement. Thanks for putting your thoughts on paper, Cuz’!
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