Piers

I LOVE the beach. (Which you already know if you read my previous post.) And, I LOVE piers. So does Ron and we never miss a chance to take a pier walk when at the beach. It is one of those wonderful little pleasures that we very much enjoy.

When I got up this morning I went for a walk on the Springmaid Beach Pier and it was beautiful. I love the sea air on the pier. I love the fisherman. I love the birds. I love the way the waves lap up against the beams. I love that it is wooden. I love the fact the wood is worn and gray from salt and water and people. And, that was, this morning, my revelation. It is comforting that piers are made of wood. It shows that we still have faith in nature to build a structure out over the ocean from wood instead of concrete.

And, I LOVE piers. I LOVE that comforting.