I'm grateful for solitary walks on the sand, when the mist is still rising. Or perhaps it doesn't rise all day.
I'm grateful for the sculpting of water and sand, water on sand.
I'm grateful for family. Here, the three sisters-in-law. What you can't see: the herd of small dogs following the man who snapped our picture.
I'm grateful for a walk through old-growth forest
and starfish in the tidepools,
barnacles, creatures who survive in drastic circumstances,