A Snapshot in Time

As we walked down to the sandy beach I could taste the cold wind on my tongue. I could see the bones and the black feathers of the dead mutton birds. I could feel the cold salty water in my shoe as I stepped into the freezing cold water of the rock pool. I could smell the freshness of the air. I could see all the sea life in the rock pool it was like little homes for them.

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