The air is cool
A steady stream of water pushing against the shore
Taking bits of it with it as it recedes back to its home over and over and over again.
The sand is mostly untouched and smooth. The sun is high in the sky enlightening everything with fall colors.
An older couple walks past. Picking up shells.
They must be so compatible. I do everything to avoid company when I take a chilly morning, nearing 8 AM, at the beach.
I say hello. They are friendly people.
The water is surprisingly much warmer than its outside counterparts.