Sunday, June 19, 2005

A Morning Swim

The ocean was delightful this morning -- dark green, slightly cool, and chest deep between the outer bar and the sandy beach. Only a few other people were in evidence, far in the distance. Broken shells and seaweed lay at the high tide line. A large hulk of some unfortunate schooner lay exposed near the dunes, its hefty metal spikes and hand-hewn beams silent reminders of the craftsmanship and ingenuity that went into its construction.

Island life is sweet.


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