Walking around Parker River Wildlife Refuge on a winter day, I see textures, shapes, and curves.
Every walk here is different. Different weather, animals, birds, sights, sightseers are keep my mind occupied with the changes of this quiet place. Once there was a sand dune, and now it is gone. The landscape is now flat, where once the small hills gave refuge to the piping plovers.
Nature can never bore me. It always surprises me with new colors, shapes and and creations.
Humans walking the beach collect items on their way. A shell, a piece of rope, glass, garbage, and driftwood. These finds are many times built into small castles, or shacks. In summer, these shacks become refuge from the sun and wind.Each visitor adds pieces during their stay. But, in winter these art displays are small and very compact. The cold winds keeps visitors stay short and sweet.
Many visitors search for the sand dollars. These beautiful beauties are hard to find some days, and other days one could fill up a bucket with them.
In the summer, there are many casting fisherpeople. In the winter, lots of birdwatchers eager to see winter birds fishing in the tides.
The solitude of the beaches call for me to come back soon, and return to walk more of the splendor of its nature.
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