Two down, eight more beach days to go. I promise to find a new topic tomorrow as I am appearing to gloat! Here's a beachy acrostic.

Out is the tide
Cluttered sand with ocean debris
Everyone awaits as the moon releases the waves
And Nature's water park returns
Now they run and splash with contentment

To the water and back filling buckets for sand cities
In and out the waves flow imposing a pulsating rhythm
Dogs bark, children squeal, and adults giggle
Everyone appears to be focused on the moment
Summer's intoxicating power to invade the mundane 

Sally