we arrive at high tide

we arrive at high tide

waves crashing big right on the beach

sun sneaking behind clouds

most people playing along the shore or

beach lounging

and we do our own kind of shore-play:

hunting/collecting plastic bits and pieces

and dropping them into a bag that we will empty into the trash

this is what we gathered in 45 minutes

(see green flip flop or small plastic bottle caps for scale)

the velcroy-est sand attaching itself

to skin

and man of wars washing up

and the clear clear water

and at some point jenafr mentions at least one woman in the group next to our blankets is praying

(on her knees, head to sand)

so am i i say

about the practice of gathering the plastic