I'm guessing this is not a common sight on a Hawaiian beach.
One of the days we were in Hawaii a 55-foot sailing boat
slammed onto a reef and got destroyed.
The coast guard got stuck trying to rescue the people
and then helicopters were sent in.
We heard them throughout the night.
Thankfully all were rescued and taken
by ambulance to the local hospital.
The following morning the once pristine beach
was filled with wreckage.
The ocean continued to relentlessly spit the debris onto the shore
as if to say,
"Respect me. I don't want your junk."
I went out for awhile and helped some neighboring beach renters
gather and throw the trash higher up towards the beach houses
away from the continuous tides.
I found some interesting items:
Benadryl pills, a tube of denture fixative, nicotine patches,
a golf club, an empty yogurt container.
This was a reminder to me about the power of the ocean.
She can be calm, tranquil, inviting.
But also turbulent, dangerous and scary.