I’ve tried to find a Keep Walking vibe in these photographs; that’s my intent, anyway. So I invite you to look and be the judge.
The south wind at my back was kicking up sand and pushing me along.
Here was a gap to scramble through, even though the headland in the distance blocked my further passage south.
Oh, to be first on the beach.
Headlands exert a gravity all their own. (An odd tower jutting up out of the sand has a similar effect.)
Who isn’t tugged by the sight of a brighter star?
See you on the beach!