Passers By

Tracks in the Sand

Sometime during the afternoon a chicken walked by, not even stopping to scratch or peck. A while later a land crab skittered warily across the sand; fortunate that it didn’t encounter the chicken. Though we didn’t see either, they left their tracks to tell of their passage until blowing grains of sand slowly erase their marks and clear the slate for more tracks to be left by other passers by.

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Published by eskildoodle1

Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs. This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends.

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