{"id":3726,"date":"2018-03-15T07:58:53","date_gmt":"2018-03-15T14:58:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=3726"},"modified":"2020-06-21T23:32:04","modified_gmt":"2020-06-22T06:32:04","slug":"fort-messages-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/fort-messages-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Fort Messages 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After working on the jetty fort for an hour, I took the path through the dunes and reached the other fort, the one with the tin box containing writing materials and an invitation to leave a message.<\/p>\n<p>Sanderlings darted to and fro around the fort and nothing brings me greater joy than watching sanderlings on the beach. So I sat down on a driftlog, drank water, ate chocolate, and watched them.<\/p>\n<p>There wasn&#8217;t another person around. A few droplets of rain fell. I got up, added a couple spars to the fort, and then opened the box to see if there were any new messages. There was. It read: \u201cEnjoying a gorgeous day on the beach with our pup Lakoda&#8230;cherishing that it may be her last. Her memory will always be here, one of our all time favorite spots. Enjoy your family, including those fur babies!!!\u201d<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-3728\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590-201x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"201\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590-201x300.jpg 201w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590-768x1144.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590-687x1024.jpg 687w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/IMG_8590.jpg 1477w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 201px) 100vw, 201px\" \/><\/a>The message ended with three emoticons: a heart, peace sign and smiley face. It was signed M &amp; T.<\/p>\n<p>(Suddenly I liked emoticons, the handwritten ones, that is.)<\/p>\n<p>I knew something about cherishing final moments on the beach with a beloved dog. Mine with Sonny occurred not far from here, almost two years ago. Has it really been almost two years?<\/p>\n<p>I returned the message to the box, closed it, and secured the box inside the fort. I considered writing a message, but didn&#8217;t. I prefer reading them at this time. I prefer creating this opportunity for people and plan on creating more opportunities. I love that people are taking me up on it. We are collaborating in such a way that probably suggests a new branch in my publishing life.<\/p>\n<p><i>(If you found this post enjoyable, thought provoking or enlightening, please consider supporting a writer at work by making a financial contribution to this blog or by purchasing an NSP book.) <\/i><\/p>\n<!--themify_builder_content-->\n<div id=\"themify_builder_content-3726\" data-postid=\"3726\" class=\"themify_builder_content themify_builder_content-3726 themify_builder tf_clear\">\n    <\/div>\n<!--\/themify_builder_content-->\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After working on the jetty fort for an hour, I took the path through the dunes and reached the other fort, the one with the tin box containing writing materials and an invitation to leave a message. 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