Walking in the Sand

Monday, I visited the beach in Biloxi by Veterans Blvd. I spent some of my happiest teenage years in this area. My family lived in the Oakwoods Apartments which are on Hwy 90. I experienced my first hurricane in those apartments, Frederick, a Category 3. We did not evacuate. We were very fortunate. Hurricane Katrina was downgraded to a Category 3 by the National Hurricane Center in December.





This is Oakwoods Apartments. The first row was demolished by Katrina. The picture shows the second row being demolished as debris removal. I like the irony of the sign that says Gulf Coast living at it's best.






Some debris from one of the Mexican food restaurants that used to line Hwy 90. The sand looks so pristine and it sounds pristine but it is littered with debris.







I liked the way the sunlight was reflected from this piece of sheetmetal.








Walking in the sand is bittersweet now. It feels good to have the luxury once again of feeling and hearing the crispness of the sand. It feels good to be able to enjoy the sea breeze after having been denied so long after Katrina. But when you look away from the water and toward the land, your eyes seek buildings, trees, and people that should be there and are not.