My name is Semaphore Beach (at least that's what the European invaders call me). I am a strip of sand and dunes that has accumulated over the past 5,000 years. Most people access my sands at the Semaphore Jetty, in Semaphore, South Australia.
Once upon a time, you might have seen Emus strutting up and down me. The Eurpoean invaders ruined all that. Now it's mostly people and their dogs, pooing and peeing all over me. And seagulls.
I also get covered with dead seagrass.
Sometimes there are trucks driving about on me, whilst people try to do yoga.
Sometimes people put weird things into my sands.
Sometimes I get battered by storms.
Then later the sun comes out, and there's peace on my sands.
Interesting and beautiful things wash upon me from the Gulf St Vincent.
The wind and water make beautiful patterns in my sand.
Sometimes people draw things on me.
Often, a high tide will carve a river through me.
Other times, a storm surge will create a lake in me.
Most of the time I'm just happy to let the sunset paint my sands.
Whatever. I'll be here long after people, and their dogs, phones, and sand moving machines are long gone. The way humans are conducting themselves, I reckon that'll be sooner than later.
