When my husband and I walk, we aim for specific spot, easily identified on the beach. Sometimes we try to go past that spot, adding each day to the length
The phone rang early this morning. It was a friend who’d recently moved from the island back to the state where she’d been raised. I miss her, but was pleased
Lately I notice that crab claws seem to litter the beach. The pincers look odd washing up on the shore’s edge, grasping and clinging to nothing at all. When they