fleeting visions

By eyeGillian

Longing for a lifeguard

Yes, I "heart" lifeguards, and beaches, and summer days, and blue skies... oh yes, we did have blue skies today, but the lifeguard chair is lifeless, and the beach is deserted. I suppose I could imagine that the snow and ice is a big stretch of white sand, the soft warm sand made from fine surf-ground seashells and coral that makes my toes wriggle with delight.

Somebody find a big umbrella - I want to go to the beach!

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