A couple of years ago, I stumbled across a random old log at a local beach. It was on a spit, away from the water, buried in plants and not really obvious at all. I only noticed it because I was poking around taking pictures of, well, old logs.

Someone had taken the time to carve the word “Imagine….”, ellipses and all.

For some reason when I saw it, I took a long deep breath, relaxed and just stared at it. And yes, I did start to imagine… To this day, even looking at the photos has that affect on me. Kind of a dreamer, I guess.

I must get back to see it again.

Beach art at it’s finest.