The beauty that surrounds us seems endless at times, and yet I've learned that beauty is truly an individual perception. The ocean and its bouncing waves and strong rip currents are often threatening and yet on the same evening we might find the tranquility of a river quite peaceful. A true testimony of the goodness God has provided in His Creation. A rough old road that runs past a country church takes us to a view along the May River. The river is wide, nothing like the ocean, and yet it runs into the ocean and runs parallel to the Savannah River, a few miles away. The old fishing hut and boats have closed down for day, and in the early evening hours we watch as the sunset begins to sink into the horizon. The shrimp boats that can be seen along this part of the river, often dock by late afternoon, to start their early run in the morning, and an old oyster company down the river are bringing their crew in for another day. It is a favorite spot that my husband and I come to and enjoy. We have solitude and beauty surrounding us. An old boat that is seldom used but no one has bothered to remove adds charm to the setting beneath a towering oak tree with hanging moss. As if by prior agreement a great egret swoops down into the water and picks up a fish displaying his wide wings and magnificent glide in the evening air for our enjoyment. We hear a whippoorwill in the distance and watch the sinking sun bid farewell to another day. We think of the years past and talk of the dreams we have for the days to come. We just bask in the stillness of the evening and thank the Lord for the blessings of another day. © Diane Dean White 2007