Dusk

I’ve found that even though I spend the vast majority of my day in the water I still want to be around it. I have gotten in to the habit of walking along the beach at dusk. I usually see the same people; the old man walking his two aging golden retrievers, the two women wrapped in shawls, and the little boy who sits on his porch throwing stones in to the water. I love the transition time, there’s something magical about the way the blue of the sky deepens to let out the stars.