Fourth of July at Nags Head

We will be celebrating the Fourth of July in a couple of days. Hot summer weather seems to call us to the beach. Sun and surf on ninety degree days seem to be the perfect combination.  When our boys were little we made many summer trips to  Nags Head and Emerald Isle, North Carolina camping and enjoying the waves. Riding the swells on our blow-up mattresses was always a favorite thing to do. I always carried a shovel which we used to build sand creations. Now thy are grown and have children of their own who they take to the beach and do all the fun things all over again.

Good Times at Nag’s Head

Sand and surf God’s natural sandbox

A place where awe and imagination merge

Watching our two boys chase ebb and flow

Squealing with delight as the surf laps their ankles

 

Amazing creatures evolve out of the sandy beach

With each shovel full of sand they take shape

Octopus, Sea Turtle, Shark and Whale

All come to life at the hand of their creator

Sand Castles with moats and towered walls   

Sit on the edge of destruction

Hot Rod with seat and steering wheel

Roars to life in that three year old mind

Riding the swells on a bubble of air

Feeling the power of the ocean breathing beneath

Waiting for just the right wave

Driving into the shallows

 

Those were good times, no, great times at Nag’s head

Some forty years ago  

Now it’s grandchildren and a new creator

Bringing awe and imagination to life

And that three-year old

Still loves God’s ocean playground

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Reposted from my book Ebb and Flow

Good Times at Nag’s Head

The good times we had at Nag’s Head and Emerald Isle always superseded the heat of summer. In this summer of extreme heat, those memories still come to mind.  The cool ocean waves and the evening ocean breezes made our trip comfortable even in the heat of summer. Now our boys take their families to enjoy the ocean, ride the waves, and build castles in the sand, even in the heat of summer.

Good Times at Nag’s Head

Sand and surf God’s natural sandbox

A place where awe and imagination merge

Watching our two boys chase ebb and flow

Squealing with delight as the surf laps their ankles

Amazing creatures evolve out of the sandy beach

With each shovel full of sand they take shape

Octopus, Sea Turtles, Sharks and Whales

All come to life at the hand of their creator

Sand Castles with moats and towered walls

Sit on the edge of destruction

Hot Rods with seat and steering wheel

Roar to life in that three year old mind

Riding the swells on a bubble of air

Feeling the power of the ocean breathing beneath

Waiting for just the right wave

Driving into the shallows

Those were good times, no, great times at Nag’s head

Some forty years ago

Now it’s grandchildren and a new creator

Bringing awe and imagination to life

And that three-year old

Still loves God’s ocean playground