Crisp, cool autumn days are here. Summer is a warm, sunny memory filled with sand, surf and blue water. As much as I revel in the fall and bold colors of leaves and look forward to hiking the trails; part of me is thinking back to summer at the beaches. Sail boats and wind surfers gliding over the deep blue waters.
The feel of sand between my toes, smell of suntan lotion and a beach filled with people and music. Summer is living the beach culture of sun, sand and surf. Beach culture seems so carefree. Bikinis, swimsuits, shorts and sandals are the only attire required. I enjoy city and wild beaches alike.
Wild beaches are beaches that are untamed with no lifeguards or trappings of civilization. Some of the large dunes have a music of their own, a whistling sound. The dunes state parks in Illinois, Indiana, Michigan and Wisconsin have beach grass and birds for some beach wilderness in the Midwest. People have to travel further to find these beaches.
For some people life is a beach all year long or in the Midwest just during the summer. On this Sunday, I’m sharing memories of summer at the beach in photography and music. The photos were taken at a city beach. The music is by a Chicago band.
For more pictures of people and different cultures visit Jakesprinter Sunday Post People. Maybe there will be more photographs of beaches or sun-kissed islands?
Plain White T’s, Rhythm of Love