Beach Front

When I first saw this graphic it reminded my of many trips to the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  Then last night when I was putting up my water reflection graphics it jumped at me again and I decided to save it for an actual entry.  Before I forgot about it again and have it get lost in the numerous graphics I've done I decided I would put it up today.  

I've been to the Outer Banks on several occasions and each time had a great time.  Numerous nooks and crannies to explore.  This house looks like something that could be found on the sound side of the island.   

Light Houses galore, and it's where the Wright Brothers flew the first plane.  I remember as a young girl running the track the plane took for take off and I actually ran faster then the plane.  Years later my son did the same thing.   

Most times we would rent a house either on the beach or within walking distance.  The ocean smell would fill our nostrils and lungs.  The sweet scent of salt would entice us as we walked on the sandy beaches looking for sea shells.  The foam from the waves breaking would roll over our feet and gently remove the sand beneath them, sometimes exposing sand crabs and they would dart to hide from us.  Gentle breezes blowing our hair in the wind and more often then not leaving salt deposit on us for a later time.  The sea oats on the small dunes lining the beach would dance and sway with each other.  Children darting in and out of the water as they scurried from the waves.  Laughter could be heard echoing throughout.  Blankets and sun umbrellas splashed bright colors along the soft colored sand.   

Sunrises could be matched by no other.  Many a morning I'd sit on the beach and wait for the sun to meet the horizon and throw colors throughout the sky as it would rise to say good morning.  The oranges, yellows, reds would reflect and dance with the waves and slowly come to shore to greet me.  Storms were another event that were beautiful in their own way.  I've always been one for a good summer storm.  I love to watch the lightening splatter across the sky, and I think the sites there are what gave me that love.  To see the crackle as it crossed the sky and the flash that would make it look like daylight.  

Trips there were always relaxing and fun, and unpacking and finding sand in everything let the memories linger for a few more days.  I look forward to another visit, and soon!