The sun is in constant motion, moving throughout the day when truly, it is the rotation of the earth that gives it the view. The breaking of day or the letting go at sunset, punctuated with surf and sand. Is there any better way to have your day? Time and location are relative to a predestined appearance. Just remember, position is everything.

I want to thank @Tattoodjay for hosting the #WednesdayWalk challenge! It is a challenge that allows you to share what you see as you walk through your day. Show me where you walked today, I want to see what you got to see and hear what you have to say. If you want to do the challenge, drop him a link on his #WednesdayWalk post so he can try to visit yours! Whatever your day looks like, it is worth a walk-through. You can't always have sunshine and rainbows, but, you can always have a #WednesdayWalk!

It is the break of day, once again, and I am already draped in the humidity that is hanging out with us today. Perhaps I will invite it to walk with me. The kids are already splashing in the tide that is rolling in, wetting the towel I threw on the sand. I think I need to be walking! The day has begun.

You might not be able to tell, but, those are horse hooves. I am on the Assateague National Seashore and those are horseshoes. two of them, the other is a hoofprint from one of the wild ponies that live on the island. It is one of the Chincoteague Ponies that live on Assateague Island. You can tell if it is wild as they don't wear horseshoes. They are wild and don't get everyday personal care, but, even if they did, they go barefoot. I have one of the Chincoteague Ponies and he has always been an easy keep. :)

The time is early and there are kids out, walking along the edge of the water. That is usually reserved for people over the age of teenager. It is nice to see, it is not yet seven o'clock. That is fine by me! We can all go for a #WednesdayWalk! Hey, you! Walk this way!

A little Steven Tyler sure puts the bounce in your step, yes? I am skirting the beach, taking a shortcut through a parking lot, where I find a seagull on one of their favorite perches. I can go by there any day, any time and it is like a sentry, guarding their post.

I pass a small set of docks hoping one of my friends got back from kayaking, but, not yet. That just gives me more time to walk up and down the beach. Do you like walking on the beach, or do you like to have more variety in your walk every day?

I have to say that everything is beautiful, in its own way. I choose to focus on the good, however small it might seem. I will take every ounce of goodness there is, then spread it around. Be who you are and walk your walk. I adore the beauty of our world, the uniqueness of nature, and the sacred scents of the earth. It is such a pleasure to join #WednesdayWalk by @Tattoodjay. And just like that, this post is over. Come back tomorrow and we will do it again.

All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost