not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Thursday, February 04, 2010

that Extra Mile

I was walking on the beach the other day and came to the spot where I normally turn around. Only for some reason I decided to keep walking. You know, the extra mile---literally, and figuratively too as it turns out 'cuz you know what they say about going that extra mile...

Farrrrr off in no man's land where only the piping plovers play, I was humming a little tune, admiring rocks, watching for wildlife, loving the landscape stretched out before me wild and unbound. I walked and walked and....Suddenly before me there appeared the most glorious vision for a chick like me: a stick in the sand. And not any old piece of driftwood either. I'm talkin' foam and fiberglass my friends. That's right, a surfboard. (!!!)

I looked left, I looked right, I looked up the dune and out to sea. Nobody. Nobody for miles around. I rubbed my eyes and walked up to it slowly for fear that it would vanish like a mirage. But no. It was real and instant affection filled my heart. I picked it up, turned it over and saw that it had a broken fin. Awwww, I whispered. Lil Dude. A few gashes on the side and a chewed up nose but...not beyond repair. I scooped it up and carried it all the way back. Quite a jaunt but like anything, the harder you work at something the more satisfied you feel when you're done. I laid the board atop the car, strapped it down and stepped back to admire the scene. I drove home with a smile stretched ear to ear.

Shells, rocks, lobster buoys...a surfboard. Never know what'cha gonna find....especially when you go that extra mile.


emily said...

I've gotta big smile on my face and giggling inside. Celebrating you my friend and your find.

della said...

Going the extra mile is always a good idea. I'm glad that it paid off with this little treat. Have fun bringing it back to life.

Anonymous said...

That's will always find something on the extra mile...I love it that you always go the extra mile. MOM