No problem keeping a proper social distance at 8 a.m. as we wandered among the tidal pools at the south tip, admiring the sounds and smells, shells and jelly fish, gulls and sandpipers, and exquisite art by Mother Nature.
Thanks to beach renourishment and replacement of the dunes, we can now walk four miles, from one end of the island to the other.
When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.
Nothing dims thoughts and fears of the troubles of the world, nothing soothes the soul,
like a walk on the beach.