Smile and Seaweed - Change the World
I was sitting on the beach last week watching the waves roll in and enjoying the glorious Southern California weather. An adorable little girl in a cheetah print bikini with a fuchsia flounce walked past – backward. She almost walked into my chair until her mother gently reminded her to watch where she was going. When she saw me, I smiled at her – one of those crinkly-eyed smiles. She was so endearing with her springy hair and chubby toddler legs. She paused ever so slightly when I smiled at her and though she remembered she needed to watch where she was going (by glancing over her shoulder – behind her) she also kept a curious eye on me as she continued backward down the beach. Since I was visiting from the Pacific Northwest, my very white skin was quickly becoming pink. I spread a towel on the sand in front of my beach chair and flopped onto my belly – an equal opportunity pinker. I was completely engrossed in my Kindle book when something fell onto the sand in front of me. ...