The sandy shore is polka dotted with ghost crab holes in all sizes, from those so tiny they can barely be seen to holes that are several inches in diameter.
Frequently on my walk I take a plastic bag to collect the refuse left behind on the beach. Empty beer and soda cans, plastic cartons that once held bait,
I wrapped a birthday gift for a friend today, and wanted something special with which to decorate it. I thought of lavish bows or artificial flowers, but they