Endless

Lake Michigan is our inland ocean. Sitting there on the beach one afternoon, quietly looking east, I felt myself slipping into a peaceful place. Rocky had been running up and down through the waves, chasing after birds, and then coming back to check on me. He couldn’t understand why I stopped playing so he flopped down next to me a and waited. He’s good at that. The waves flowing in and out had my attention with their ever changing colors and patterns. Something this beautiful is hypnotizing, full of mystery with depths that are scary yet still very calming in it’s repetition. We came to play, to do something different to break up the routine of a dog’s life and we returned home, both tired and thankful, each in our own way.