Poignant sand art at Wasaga Beach 2013
FAREWELL to WASAGA SUMMER
The fiery sun sets over the water
Washing hues of orange, pink, yellow
into the blue and mauve of the evening sky.
Cars drive by, windows down,
Music pours out.
Moods carefree and relaxed, permeate the air.
The final daylight hour of Labour Day Weekend
I drive the Beach Road, Part of this farewell to summer Families and solitary vacationers, cram bags, floating toys, coolers Into open trunks of cars, SUV‘s, motor bikes.
Yahoos squeal tires,
Pounding, throbbing rhythms escape open windows.
‘70% off’ signs beckon shoppers
With a last-ditch effort
To sell their beach ware, make a sale.
A few boats bob in the calm, shallow water
Hesitant to raise anchor and depart.
Lingering bathers stroll along the warm sand
Hungry to take in the last of summer.
Sea gulls scurry and caw
Landing to feast on detritus of family picnics.
Locals stroll the boardwalk
Beside leashed canine friends.
I watch it all
Wondering what is in store our first fall and winter
In this magical place.
Our first summer experience has been more than either of us imagined
Fine sand and blue water as far as the eye can see
Gentle hours on folding chairs watching lazy sea grasses sway in the breeze
Walks along the boardwalk bring contentment, peace
A gathering place for loved ones
New memories here of water, sun, laughter, togetherness.
The sky darkens
Harking final farewell to Summer.