Symphony of Waves

The expansive and panoramic view just before I descended the steps towards the beach was amazing! The water glistened in the sun and the breaking waves created their own symphony.

I heard the wind whistled in my ear.

I saw how it carved ripples in dry sand.

Gusts felt like a barrier in my every step.

I was bundled up in my scarf and jacket.

I felt the ocean spray as I walked along the beach surf.

Without a hoodie or knit cap on, my hair was dampfully tussled and swept.

My eyeglasses-turned-sunglasses were covered in mist.

I saw people with their dogs which actively played tag with the waves or caught thrown balls.

Some brave souls attempted to battle the water, which I could only imagine as biting cold!

I smelled whiffs of smoke from afar and noticed that there were those who were building a bonfire. With the wind, I wasn't sure how successful that was.

I noticed a round, dark object latched in the sand, about the size of my foot in diameter. I looked closer and noticed a vague white mark and realized...it was a jellyfish! I have never seen one that big, unmoving, and out of the water. No, I didn't touch it, and all that was visible was the chocolate-colored gelatinous cap. I wondered how long and deep its tentacles were. It looked to me like a lone ocean mushroom but with a sturdiness that resisted the ebb and flow of the surf.

Seal Rock on my right field of vision reminded me of the ruggedness of the coast, and the historic Cliff House as I turned an angle still beckoned me for a visit some day.

Eventually, I had my glimpse of a San Francisco sunset in Ocean Beach.

Afterwards, I had a steaming soup meal that I savored and relished.

...While my mind's eye remembered the reflections of the changing light on water and sand.

...And as I continued to hear the echoes of the lingering symphony of waves.