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Thursday, July 6, 2017
Lucky and Crippled Crow
Today’s guest blogger is the Ex-Ex. I will let him tell the tale of our sixth day at the beach.
So, when you walk on the beach with Sabbatical Chef you’re supposed to keep your head down – looking for the perfect shell. I try. But I often get distracted by the waves, the sand castles, the red, white and blue swim suits……of all shapes and sizes. I really try to keep my eyes on the sand because I do want to find that perfect shell or sand dollar for her. But it’s hard. Sunset Beach is beautiful, but not full of shells…it’s hard to pay attention to the sand. Mostly all you see are “bits and pieces.” It’s hard for me to stay focused.
Well, today as we’re walking, I spot a “crippled crow”. An ordinary black crow that is generally a nuisance at the beach. But he’s hard to not like….he’s lame, mostly hopping on one foot along the sand. Then I see what he sees and why he’s hopping near the surf. He’s found a four-armed starfish. A starfish on the beach is a rare sight and a major find for beachcombers like Sabbatical Chef and me….when I’m paying attention. My interest and concern immediately leave Crippled Crow. I’m sure he’ll be OK. He seems fine hopping and, after all, he can still fly. Now I’m worried about the starfish that Crippled Crow was about to eat and, if he’s not alive, then he’s the perfect beach find. Either way I’m going to save him from Crippled Crow. Sabbatical Chef will love it if I can deliver a starfish to her collection….even if it only has four arms! “Lucky” the four-armed starfish is already a goner….so he’s better off in Sabbatical Chef’s beach week shell collection than being picked over by Crippled Crow. Lucky, I’m sure, had a good life at sea. Even if somehow he lost an arm, I bet he had some stories to tell. So, being rescued by me and becoming the crown jewel in Sabbatical Chef’s 2017 “bits and pieces” collection is a fitting and deserving way for him to spend his summer of 2017….and help us remember ours……
Bon appétit to all beachcombers. Thanks for reading the Ex-Ex’s story. Actually, I think that Lucky will become a part of the little collection of bits and pieces that I will put in a jar and save for Adorable Granddaughter to one day remind her of her first trip to Sunset Beach.