Wow! Although you may need a bit more practice, just to insure perfection.

i agree with mimipal. More practice ensures perfect performance!

Are your shoes full of sand, and did you get a little sunburn? I'll rub things on it if you got too much sun.

you were protected from too much sun. I get sick if I sleep in the sun.

He has very thick skin. I burn like a butterball.

lemongrass: I was wearing oversized sunglasses while snoozing and now I look like some sort of weird lizard

Atropos: Ahhh, the sun.

Atropos: precisely!

eddie8080: Not actually a huge change in appearance would be my guess. Tongue still forked? Belly still blue?

mimipal: I am so catching up on my sanity after losing most of it during the heavy piano tuning season. I have "blisters on my eardrums"

Poor baby. I'll kiss them and make them better.

the feeling of the sun on one's skin is truly wonderful.

It is! Right up til the point where it blisters…

*sizzle*

The smell of coconut causes confusion. The memory of sunscreen and the agony of the inability to pull on your undershirt over grilled skin

Sunscreen disappears in the ocean waters

I think we have the makings of a surfer poem here.

“Dude.”

A doconut fell from a tree, it broke in half and covered me. I hit the surf and called out loud DUDE what hast thou done to thee

Atropos: Titled by you

Finding your sanity is a marvelous reason to be on the beach. I approve!

mimipal: a tip of the hat to you m'lady

I also believe in dirt therapy (gardening) for its restorative powers.

He didn't lose his sanity on the beach, but that's where he found it anyway. The light's better there.

Atropos: and I are gong to publish a short book of poetry. Like Elton/Bernie. Atropos titles them and eddie8080 writes them

I would seriously pay good money for that. Your money, but your money's good here.

Poifect.