Early morning on an almost-deserted beach. Blue sky, mild temperature. Water clean enough to swim (or paddle-board) in; almost no litter on the beach.
I am here. Conveyed in my modern, reliable car to an uncharacteristically empty car park. I can walk; unaided, unmolested, unafraid. I can breathe the air, think my thoughts, listen to my music and exchange pleasantries with fellow walkers.
Later I can go home. I have a home. I have a family and friends, a garden and a kitchen. Later, there will be food on my table, and people to share it with.
So many reasons to be grateful.
Posted to the Ragtag Daily Prompt | grateful