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…