Yesterday, I decided to end the year right by going in search of sand art. It was a ridiculous time to do it, because it was in the middle of the day, and there were thousands of people on the beach. The sun was washing out just about everything, and the rest was marred by countless footprints.
I had packed up all my equipment, and was headed home, when I spotted this pattern out of the corner of my eye. At first I walked on, but then turned around. What the hell, I thought, no harm in trying.
When I got back home, I was pleasantly surprised. It seemed to be a good way to end one year and start the next.
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