The waves arched their back, rolled and crashed leaving a dirty brown froth along the beach.

She zipped up her coat. Sunglasses protected her eyes but the sand provided a late afternoon facial as it swirled and twisted in a vortex brought about by The Fremantle Doctor.

Summer was quickly disappearing caught between this south-west wind and autumn rains.

She loved walking barefoot…wading in the shallows, watching the waves build and curl. They reminded her of life…at times crashing…the impact affecting all, other times, a gentle unnoticed flow.

Today her heart crashed.

Tomorrow she would look for the gentle flow…

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