Conception Bay South, Newfoundland - Foxtrap beach access

© Christine Mastroianni, all rights reserved

I am standing on the beach on this refreshingly exquisite day feeling my face being cleansed by the temperate breeze, smelling the effects of the salt water repeatedly glazing the rocks, watching the clouds as they spread out into the azure sky like feathers and cotton batting, and listening as the rocks tumble and vibrate against one another with each pull of the ocean. For the moment, I am lost..... and I have no desire to be found!