This post is for those of you who have spent some lazy summer days lounging on East Sandwich Beach. This morning my husband and I took a beach walk to see the havoc wreaked on our beloved beach by last week's blizzard. Here is some of what we found:
Those of you here this summer for the wedding had no idea these steps were buried under the beach path:
The jetty that hasn't been this visible in almost 20 years. Juno moved about 30 feet of sand that kept it buried all these years:
The beach further down and on the turn going around Scorton Creek look like a war zone. Juno picked up all the decks and steps and scattered them like matchsticks:
To the Goncerz clan: remember drinks on this deck the night before the wedding?
Hey sis, remember your morning coffee spot? A bit chilly there this morning!
And finally, our buried house as we round the corner onto our street ending our walk:
And so, as another day goes by, more and more I realize how much I love coastal living because it is never boring to living on the ever-changing shore, and…I have written.
Life begins on the edge of your comfort zone:
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