Summer Memories

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Our first trip to Nags Head
North Carolina’s outer banks…
Camped in the dunes at Duck.
Two excited little boys
climbed the dunes
chased receding waves
created castles in the sand
collected sea shells
and sun rays in July’s heat.
Faces flushed // slept soundly.

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Mish asked us to used the word flush as our prompt. I decided to leave the tempting current toilet paper shortage behind, and write about a beautiful memory from forty years back. This is Quadrille Monday so our poems must be exactly forty-four words.

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Redefined Dreams

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I’ve lived many lifetimes // dreamed many dreams
All in seventy-two years // a short span it seems;
Events occur //dreams often changed
Beyond my control // life gets rearranged.
Illness, accidents, joys and sorrows, death and so much more
Created a roller coaster ride in my life // that’s for sure.
Faith and family children and friends
Supported us through that dark night of the soul;
When joy returned and things were great…
They cheered us even more.
As I look back // reflect over all these years
The choices I’ve made through rain and tears;
I’m thankful I hung in there and stayed the course;
For in joy and pain we still have a choice.
I’m now reaping the benefits of redefined dreams;
After seventy-two years sailing life’s streams.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Athabasca Falls

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When our boys were young, we made a number of trips to the Canadian Rockies and the surrounding areas. One of our stops was at Athabasca Falls. It was a beautiful spot. I took a slide photo of the falls, and when I got home sent it off to get made into a poster. It hung on our upstairs landing until we moved from that house to our present home. It was rather faded but that time but held a lot of sentimental value. I decided to see if I could paint the photo. This was the beginning of my renewed interest in painting. It is now preserved for a lasting memory.

Whitewater roaring
Rocks refuse to wear away
Athabasca Falls

The little fir tree growing in the rocks survived its precarious location. Several years later we visited the falls a second time and it appeared to be about six feet tall!

Painting of Athabasca Falls: Dwight L. Roth

Fourth of July at Nags Head

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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