Sometimes when people pass me on the beach, I smell suntan lotion, liberally applied. I remember a dear friend from many years ago. We lived in frigid Michigan, and all
There are more ghost crabs than ever! I see their tracks everywhere on the beach, crossing and crisscrossing as they mark their progress from hole to hole. Sometimes they’re
On the bay side of the island, trees stand on the beach near the water. Their roots are exposed, spreading out below them as the dead branches fan out above